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

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