No Tellin’

Take a step from the ledges
From the edges of finality
Out of step, but one step away from
Eventuality

Then you start yelling
Like there’s no tomorrow
Shelling out inadequacies
Ain’t no tellin’
How deep is the sorrow

Relying on complying
Within proximity
Affordance of such accordance
Means little or nothing to me

Then you start yelling
Like there’s no tomorrow
Shelling out inadequacies
There’s no tellin’
How deep is the sorrow
Tellin’ … if it’s deeper tomorrow
Then today is ok
… relatively