A path to guide the silent
A flashback distant
Forget about the time
A lifetime wilted away
Is that where you stand
Overlooking everything
Summing up the glories
Seeing what’s ahead
The days go marching on
As the ants march uphill
Bearing weights of the world
Going in the same direction
Forward thinking, forward march
Never changing their form
It’s the madness of today
As their eyes turn to look away
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