The brutal force of time is never at rest
And gaining steady every time that we stop
To look back
We've come a long way
In praise of forward motion and
Lost days ought to stay that way
No sense in holding on here
Here in this temporary place
We're going nowhere if we're standing in place
The great unknown holds more
As yesterday's fading away
I kinda like it
In praise of forward motion and
Lost days ought to stay that way
No sense in holding on here
Here in this temporary place
Yeah I want you to know
I tried my best to go
Oh yeah I want you to know
That I tried
I tried to go
In praise of forward motion and
Lost days ought to stay that way
No sense in holding on
Here in this temporary place