Was Once

Ahead or behind
The deafening silence
Until you hear that voice
There's comfort in being alone

The first or the last
Every possible future
You can never tell
When it's gone or yet to arrive

We may never see a sign
Primitive sounds will disappear into the ether

Across all space and time
Someone has to be the first through the filter

Defeating ourselves
Keeping our feet anchored
Burning every chance
Before we get off the floor



Credits
Writer(s): Brad Edwards
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