Insisting on the wrath of the moment I rest in now
Was enough to push me to learn how to write myself down
Years shimmer by and the arrow never rests
Til I'm on my last day stumbling down the steps
And on my face there's a clear divide
Between my current fears and my younger mind
I got used to changes but I still don't know
If the line I walked was inevitable
Or if I could have done something a little bit more
To keep my surroundings more in order
The tethers truly weren't built to last
I learnt to loosen my grip on the past
As we speak I'm off of it
As we speak I am off
1, 2, 3, 4
1, 2, 3, 4
1, 2, 3, 4
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