Always racing off to somewhere
Never getting anywhere
Rushing to the train in the morning
Only to do it backwards in the evening
Spring into Summer
Summer into Fall
Always running
Hoping not to fall
Chasing that carrot
Trying to stay on the horse
Don't know how we bear it
And stay on course
Tomorrow will be today soon
And today will be yesterday
I'll still be in this room
Looking to make my way
Hoping each day that the answer will come
But instead we just find another reason to run
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'Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but when the answer comes it is a tree of life.'
Proverbs 13:12
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