The future is always ahead of us
that path getting closer with every move we make
Littered with the chances
and oppurtunities we must take
I'll look back from time to time
and the trail we covered with broken branches
I'll brush aside autumn leaves to uncover
footprints where we broke and ran once
And if I look back just far enough
I might see your reasons
Imprinted by our running toes
and weathered by four seasons
But for now I'll keep walking on
trying not to look behind me
And i hope that when I turn my head
I'll find you right beside me
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