Better Times

If I could go back to the past, what would my younger self have asked
Was it to be strong or to be fast, how many pray'rs have I amassed
Did I waste my effort or my time, pursuing mountains I won't climb
Lived life but skipped the nurs'ry rhymes, have I leapt right over better times

I wonder just how high, should I fly
When will I, be satisfied
I wanted peace of mind, that I can't find
I can't rewind, now I feel blind

If I could stumble 'cross the day, that day I wished my youth away
I'd tell that kid to go and play, and for his instinct to betray
Yes I know that it is cliche, to grieve and long for younger days
But when you've gone so far astray, you just wish time you could delay

I wonder just how high, should I fly
When will I, be satisfied
I wanted peace of mind, that I can't find
I can't rewind, now I feel blind

Some nights I wake up in a sweat, my darkest thoughts full of regret
Responsibilities beset, efforts to finally reset
I know I'm blessed I can't forget, but there's this urge I start to get
To cast aside all of my debts, and slink into a silhouette

I wonder just how high, should I fly
When will I, be satisfied
I wanted peace of mind, that I can't find
I can't rewind, now I feel blind

I know I can't relive the past, see what my younger self would ask
I must be strong I must be fast, or else my dreams will never last
Won't waste my effort or my time, there are still mountains I must climb
It's much to late for nurs'ry rhymes, I'll still pursue the better times

I wonder just how high, should I fly
When will I, be satisfied
I wanted peace of mind, that I can't find
I can't rewind, now I feel blind

I wonder just how high, should I fly
As I sigh, I'll walk in stride
I wonder what has died, where I reside
Deep inside, I must abide