Looking behind to see what I've left
and moving forward to remember
time wasted and feelings felt
Looking behind to finally let go
of the things built and gone,
the things turned and twisted
Forgetting to look to move forward
the next step new as the last
walking on a path with no end
Forgetting to look to find what we lost
picking up the scattered pieces
making each tiny piece fit
Dreaming of the walk to build
a path so we can learn to stumble
picking ourselves up every time
Dreaming of the walk to run
faster then we ever have before
watching out for everyone else
Looking behind so we can see
Forgetting so we can find, and
Dreaming so we can build
I can relate to this piece because going through it right now...