Tsunami Riding
Wasted years, all gone and past
trying to catch up for time lost being juvenile
No time for regret, resentments have no place
Growing older burning the candle from both ends
my life is passing way to fast,
friends come and go, asking 'how's life'
do you really want to know or just making grace
a rushing ocean with lifes ups and downs
the current rushing too many journeys on one path
can't slow down, don't dare look back.
I'm in the moment on the crest,
Tsunami riding
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