Seneca
On this road we call life, we’re supposed to be heading forwards into the misty unknown
Yet we always end up falling backwards
Overstuff, we passed miles back,
Over the past.
Something that has happened and we have absolutely no control over.
Yet it’s like we’re walking in circles always returning to the same nightmare
When the exit is just straight ahead.
Let it go, Move forward
After all, you don’t want to still be carrying a nightmare when you arrive at another one
Do not stumble on something behind you
Seneca
On this road we call life, we’re supposed to be heading forwards into the misty unknown
Yet we always end up falling backwards
Overstuff, we passed miles back,
Over the past.
Something that has happened and we have absolutely no control over.
Yet it’s like we’re walking in circles always returning to the same nightmare
When the exit is just straight ahead.
Let it go, Move forward
After all, you don’t want to still be carrying a nightmare when you arrive at another one
Seneca
On this road we call life, we’re supposed to be heading forwards into the misty unknown
Yet we always end up falling backwards
Overstuff, we passed miles back,
Over the past.
Something that has happened and we have absolutely no control over.
Yet it’s like we’re walking in circles always returning to the same nightmare
When the exit is just straight ahead.
Let it go, Move forward
After all, you don’t want to still be carrying a nightmare when you arrive at another one
