Lost Days

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 that

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