sense the serene

Am I a dreamer? Dreaming about the good life
Beautiful house, beautiful children, with a beautiful wife
Far away from the miseries of the shallow cities
Far away from nine to fivers in the cubicle office
But this stress arises cause I'm here tryna be there
Sweating a future I'm not sure will even be there
I hear that global warming 'bout to burn us up
And the climate's changing; the future is dark
This inertia's problematic cause I don't wanna think
Hoping today's sorrows will flow through this ink
But each moment's beautiful like each beautiful wink
Perfectly disguised as hell if you find the missing link
It always happens after the death of your own time
And after you find the missing depth of your dimes
I fear for a future that has no 'you' and 'i' in it
But for now I sense the serene in every single minute