End of the Street
Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 5:38 am
End of the Street
I walk on to the end of the street
I listen to the echo of my weary feet
Searching for a future for to find
Think I’ll leave all things past behind.
The world is spinning at a crazy pace
People learning how to change the race
There's a different kind of future for to find
By leaving all the old ways behind.
Chances come but most are lost
Got to take them all regardless of the cost
For some there's no future for to find
They’re walking from the past still blind.
The street is long with many a turn
Turning and turning until my footsteps burn
It leads to a future for to find
Footsteps echo into the past I’ll leave behind.
I walk on to the end of the street
I listen to the echo of my weary feet
Searching for a future for to find
Think I’ll leave all things past behind.
The world is spinning at a crazy pace
People learning how to change the race
There's a different kind of future for to find
By leaving all the old ways behind.
Chances come but most are lost
Got to take them all regardless of the cost
For some there's no future for to find
They’re walking from the past still blind.
The street is long with many a turn
Turning and turning until my footsteps burn
It leads to a future for to find
Footsteps echo into the past I’ll leave behind.