The past is the past
We can't change that
Turning back isn't an option
We speed forward too fast
If change was an choice
We would have done it by now
Wearing us down like sea spray on the bow
People depend on people
Father on son
Mother on daughter
Like bullet on gun
If we redid what has happened
Imagine the fears
When time is unraveled
Undoing the last thousand years
Millions and billions would flock to the roads
Expecting forgiveness and lighter loads
But going back won't change
Who you are, what you've done
The father is still father
The boy, still the son
We say we'll be better
Clean up our acts
Because it's easier to spout lies
Instead of embracing the facts
We always take the least resistant path
The easiest road
Face the least wrath
We are cowards by nature
Not brave and not bold
To turn and to see the horrors unfold
We want the easiest life
To redo it would be pointless at best
I would never go back
I'd rather go where it leads me next
