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The Past
This life moves on without me
a never ending tick
a motion
of which I can't be a part of
when stuck so far in the past
in the regret and the pain
and in the memories shared
that'll I'll never have again
because things are different
when you're moving forward
and I'm standing still
I've thought of moving on
but when I look to the uncertainty
I realise I couldn't be what I want to be
focused too much on the 'good times'
that I dread to try to make more
just in case I fail
and walk away without you
So I'll listen to my clock
and accept that I'm old-fashioned
because the better dreams I've had
are already dead and gone
