End Of Tradition

It's never too late to admit that you were wrong
When the journey has made you wise enough
To know the time has come
To end the tradition

We came this far
To admit that we were wrong
And the time we wasted
Has made us who we are

Though the recovery has just begun
It will one day be complete
We are forever in transition
Blazing paths of radical change

With our interest in good intentions, satisfied
We leave with peace even though we failed
Knowing at least we tried

Lessons learned, perspective earned
Clear sight on the highway drive at night
A bigger picture is on the horizon
And the view is easy on the eyes

It was what it was, but it will be no more
From now on we are only going forward (without you)
For no more will we invest our time
Repairing unions or rekindling old fires

The highway was once the only thing between us
But it is all that connects us now
Sever all ties
Cut your losses and run
One thing that we have learned
From the cycle of repetition
Patterns of negative thought
Always bring you back to the same old places

No more will we waste our time with those who have lost touch
No more will we reach out to them or let them come to us
Let the void of your presence be the voice that speaks in your turn
And let the ashes of the past be sifted by those who let it burn

No more will we gather on occasion in the same place
No more will we continue to recognize a common faith
No more will we travel long distances to maintain our bond
No more will we unite as one, this is the end of tradition

At the opposite ends of a void
The highways divide us forevermore
At the opposite ends of a void
The highways divide us forevermore