A timeline that leaves you for dead.
By the wayside, scratching your head.
Should I have made more use of the time.
All those days spent standing in line.
It's easier said than done.
Seems easier lost than won.
From this blinding point of view.
That your faith could have fallen into.
Everything stands still.
On your way back downhill.
Everything stands still.
On your way back downhill.
A future you have in your sights.
You just wait for it to take flight.
Convince them all that.
You never had a doubt.
That the good days would soon come about.
Everything stands still.
On your way back downhill.
You think of it less and less.
Now you're happy with that you possess.
Everything else rushes past.
As you prepare yourself for coming last.
Everything stands still.
On your way back downhill.
Everything stands still.
On your way back downhill.

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