Retreat

The old street looks much better now
The world out there is calling a little less
And nostalgic eyes have been known to be harder to impress
Whatever was so green about that distant grass
Is anybody's guess

Yesterday's adventure is
Today's axiomatic comfort zone
And the thought of tomorrow's mistral chills us to the bone
And we're so far away, so far away from home
And incurably alone

On a rocket that's slowly losing speed
Starting to contemplate the ejector seat
I always felt that looking back was equal to defeatm
But as I'm winding down, the impulse spells "r e t r e a t"

Memories are treasures no one can keep
Echoes and bridges, compasses and beacons
Disintegrate into eternal sleep
Leaving us lost, uprooted, and weakened here and now
With no anchor in the storm
Without a blanket to keep us warm
And no wisdom to inform us...

Hands off the ejector seat!
Don't retreat!



Credits
Writer(s): Utopia Now
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