The Past Lane

Screaming for some bubbles from a whirlpool in the cold
It's a bit out of place, just a tad off the pace
Racing a supercar just to wreck it like a rockstar
Keeping the pace, in this circular race

Still stuck, in the past lane, never give up
'Cause it won't be the last train to paradise

Looking for guidance, so it won't turn on a sixpence
We're a bit out of place and we can't keep the pace
Yet we burn it in the fires of the bare necessities
We're a part of this place, taking part in the race

Still stuck, in the past lane, never give up
'Cause it won't be the last train to paradise
You'll be free to still redeem
Your self, in the present day, never give up
'Cause it would be the right way, to display
The man you're missing everyday

Hundreds of light-years, it took them to get here
And now they've been captured in amber and steel
Their future is closer than most might believe
Shackled by nostalgia, the truth shall be free

Still stuck, in the past lane, never give up
'Cause it won't be the last train to paradise
You'll be free to still redeem
Your self, in the present day, never give up
'Cause it would be the right way, to display
The man you're missing everyday



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy T Dunn
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