Half Full

Is your glass half-empty; is your glass half full?
Do you face the future with a grimace or a smile?
Is a door half open one that you push through?
Have you got the willingness to go the extra mile?
Is a word not spoken one you understand?
Are you running with the hare or with the hounds?
And, if you are mistaken, do you raise your hand?
Is your glass half-empty, or is your glass half full?

If you’re under pressure do you just screw up?
Or do you back yourself when the going’s tough?
What kind of voices whisper in your night?
Do you stumble like a gunslinger with no more bullets left?
Have you hit the high spots; have you swept the floor?
Can you remember how it feels to have it all?
And when the talking’s over, do you win the fight?
Is your glass half-empty, or is your glass half full?

Your opportunities are many
So what you gonna do?
You got more luck than a fortune cookie
Let it come to you, let it come

Is it tears in doorways; is it soft, cool skin?
Is it satisfaction or frustration or a mix?
Is it roads not taken; is it those let in?
Would you do it differently if you could play it through?
Do you sleep with angels; do you dance with wolves?
How many ghosts of love come knocking at your door?
Is it celebration or quiet despair?
Is your glass half-empty, or is your glass half full?

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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