Forward / Mr. Bone's Wild Ride

You were spending everyday
Always looking forward
To a never certain place
To be pushing toward

But something you wanted
Found it all around you
Minutes you counted
Tell me what could you do
Moments were clouded
Turned out they were see through
Lives can get crowded
Suddenly

You starting turning a new page
It was getting colder
Through an indefinite haze
I was skipping borders

Seeds that were planted
Growing all around you
Finally moving toward the trees

Remain seated we're rolling around again
Skeletons swimming upwards from the grave
To say

You're traveling on my favorite line
It's easy to lose track of the time
You're barreling down my favorite ride
Sit loose, enjoy and watch it fly
You're traveling on my favorite line
It's easy to lose track of the time



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Cirone
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