Looking Forward

If I could look back and see old perspectives
Nothing would seem quite the same
I’d walk through a village, of past mistakes
Longing to right yet they fall into blame
The breeze seems indifferent and clouds pass away
And the trees don’t quite fall like they should
I dreamt of the child and innocence played
Marking the ground with his name

Now the stars are mostly grown
The children now are brightly shown
To save what can’t rightly die 	
The past is gone and deep in space
Buried in the darkest place but hey
Reflections don’t lie.

If I could look back and watch myself living
I’d take back the bad things I did
But if we never played, that day in the grass
It can’t be worth living within

Now the stars are mostly grown
The children now are brightly shown
To save what can’t rightly die 	
The past is gone and deep in space
Buried in the darkest place but hey
Reflections don’t lie.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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