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Misty eyes a symbol I'm emotionally amiss,
and stuck between 2 worlds I seem to know just don't exist,
the first world is the past where you and I felt only bliss,
the other one's the future where my lips feel lonely's kiss.
I long to travel backwards like I'm Mart McFly and Doc,
and maybe that's the thing I need to make the crying stop,
but presently the future's looming closer every day,
attempts to stop progression fail in mostly every way.
Perhaps it's all the karma laid along my chosen path,
to walk on back just means I'd cut my feet on broken glass,
it's like I know what's gonna happen; still it's some surprise,
to stand by helplessly and focus eyes on love's demise.
I wish that I could change it but it seems the future's wrote,
in boulders on my shoulders as I carry toothless hope,
that maybe things will turn around but I'm no optimist,
just primed for transformation cause it's like I'm optionless.
I'll try and walk this journey strong but God this journey's long,
my legs and knees are aching and my heart's a Journey song,
for I won't stop believing; hold on to that feelin yeah,
I've gone from boy to man; the end of road I feel is near.
©2012
