looking back with no regrets to a time when mistakes were in their prime
legs fallen away and sometimes its still hard to walk when memories control brain waves, especially when reality of current times lends a hand
insides twisted outside
news of time killers and fantasies
smarter, and yet obviously not
hard not to worry and wonder about those you've left behind
and those who've left you behind

these quiet nights without my common grace leave me pondering what was
danger in stepping back in comparison to today
all to set in what i am because of what they made me
and i am in debt to their priceless lessons