Lost Days Songtext
von Stavesacre

The brutal force of time is never at rest
And gaining steady every time that we stop to look back
We′ve come a long way

In praise of forward motion and
Lost days ought to stay that way
No sense in holding on here
Here in this temporary place

We're going nowhere if we′re standing in place
The great unknown holds more as yesterday's fading away
I kinda like that


In praise of forward motion and
Lost days ought to stay that way
No sense in holding on here
Here in this temporary place

Yeah, I want you to know
I tried my best to go
Oh yeah, I want you to know
That I tried, I tried to go

In praise of forward motion and
Lost days ought to stay that way
No sense in holding on
Here in this temporary place