Future Roads

Writing the code
As it slips through our hands
Meeting the road
So we meet their demands
Holding too close
To a futile ideal
Giving a toast
To a future that's real

What's the worst that can happen?

So we show we know the way
Going slowly, don't delay
Holding closely though we stray
No ego, we only pray
Lonely soul see hope decay

Writing the code
As it slips through our hands
Meeting the road
So we meet their demands
Holding too close
To a futile ideal
Giving a toast
To a future that's real

What's the worst that can happen?
What's the worst that can happen?
Are we cursed; is this heaven?
What's the worst that can happen?



Credits
Writer(s): Amanda Jay Stramski, Christopher Tsagakis
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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