I lately found myself thinking
How much of life we simply let pass by
To scared to move from our boxes
Too petrified of life to even try
I don't wanna waste more time
Cause its always running out
Theres no infinite amount
I don't wanna waste more time
Theres so much unseen unsaid
We must move forward instead
We say theres too many choices
No possibility of doing them all
So we make up excuses
So we never have to fear the fall
So we find ourselves running straight through the dark.
No guarantees at all
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Our dreams are high up above we're down below
But we'll grow we'll grow
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