 | Push Move forward Such simple words But they have weight They sink down on me Confusing and deluding, they crush me Whispering madness into what's left of life Furious they extend a devious hand of sucesses Wanting to show the way to promises of tomorrow But I hold out against such rushed and uncompromising future To learn from the past is to be ready To try to plan for what's ahead, folly My life is all I'll ever have No second chances, no extra innings So I must quietly contend Resisting against their deceit The world awaits Encouraging me Spontaneity |  |