Verse 1 He’s got “someday” on a shelf, Polishes it all by himself, Says, “When I get that raise and title, I’ll finally feel like someone else.” New car, new keys, new shine, No matter what he’s still waiting in line. Circles red around the dates, Like joy’s a future-time. Grass always greener down the road So he plans away his years Chasing sunsets in his head While they’re hapennin here. Every “when” is one more rung, Every rung’s a vow— He keeps betting on “better then,” Never betting on now. ⸻ Chorus Better when, better then, That’s the loop he’s living in. Better when the check comes through, Better when the sky turns blue. Better when, better then, One more win, then he’ll begin. Always next, never wow! It’s always better then… Never now. ⸻ Verse 2 Old friend leans back, looks him in the face, Says, “Man, you’re running but you’re still in place. Didn’t you beg for the life you’ve got? Corner office, parking spot?” “You bought the truck, took the trip, Got the house with the stone-work brick. Every ‘when’ you used to chase Is staring you right back in your face “You move the line every time you score, Say ‘just one more’—then one more more. Peace ain’t hiding behind that door, You’ve walked that floor x-times before.” The Truth hit him hard like pow pow pow All the things he swore would fix him…. Couldn’t fix him now. ⸻ Bridge (Half-time feel / reflective flow) It was never the truck, never the trip, Never the title on the business card script. Never the number sitting in the account, Never the house on the hill with the mount. It was the lens, it was the lie, “It’s out there somewhere” was the alibi. Cage made out of “soon” and “someday,” Lock on the inside the whole damn way. Shift in the mind, spark in the dark, Light hits different when it hits the heart. Nothing changed — but everything did. He stopped chasing life… and started to live. ⸻ Final Chorus (Big, full band) Better when, better then— That was the trap he was living in. Better when he let it go, Better when he let it flow. Better when, better then— He was chasing wind back then. He stopped waiting on somehow… It ain’t better when. It’s better now.