There is a part of me, just begging
                     to be explained
             to be understood
Just wanting the prepetual motion of forward
To never have to look back, and examine
             a personal history
to anwer for
                   No, forever moving to a distant goal
Casting away what leaves us
                      Unburdening our souls of the wasted
There is a part of me, begging
                 To run free, forever away from this place
From the questions,
                        Half answered
Never to be understood, and how could they be?
Time finds me, stuck running
                 Where am I running?
Take me away, take away
                    Just take me away from all of this
If I just move forward
                    Hold my head up
I will find that place peace