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