If that day comes...

In the event that I fail, so be it, I tried!
But if the day comes, and I fly,
then let me soar, stretch, and leave it all behind.
But I won't let go of the things I love,
of sunsets and cold water and a glowing campfire.
And I won't let go,
even if the waves tumble me and the wind whips my wings,
I'll go steadfast and forward,
because i can't go back, I'm accepting that.
And music and friendship and family and hope
will be my guide, compass, and orient.
And if it's dark I'll open my eyes wide,
and if it's bright I'll squint, do what it takes,
Because I can't go back, I'm accepting that.
Wind or waves or dark or loss,
I'll spread my wings, I'll give you that.
So give me music and friendship and hope,
because if that day comes...