Turn Back

Our lives are all about chances and circumstances And hopes that it will advance us Maybe one day we can have the answers What is life, what is death, and what comes after that? And why do the call life a gift if it gets taken back So contradictive our existence to be specific The need to be prolific Superseeds our goal of coexistence Its kind of ironic fueled by grief of valued possesions And in the end we decompose back to nothin; its senseless You'd figure by now we would get it, leave it, cease an desist it With every instance exhibit ignorance with persistance Would our creator take credit for creating all of us? Or would our God rather refrain and remain anonymous Too tired to move on, too far to turn back Too late to right wrongs, you better move fast Proverbial sands flow through the hourglass As time becomes our emphasis nemesis as the hours pass While looking for the savior All alone we roam in the land of the haters Everybody wanna raid us, rape us Forsake us, tame us, man its so heinous Acts of aggression, blasting the weapon Hey let me ask you a question, with a lack of affection Dissipate, eliminate, obliviate all in reflection Sink back to obscurity straight to the bottom of the depths In this mess of all purity Haters are insecurity Surely, purposely gotta stop prematurily Ain't nowhere to go I can't stop bellow When the flames burn high and your heart has froze cold Never really thought about the path you chose Left to die in misery alone You gotta make a change while you can Because time is flying and it waits for no man Keep soul control of your whole life span And it holds the roll of Psalms in it's right hand Try to make amends make it right with friend S Make use of the time you spend And never look back at the past again Can you get your soul back, well it just depends So time to move on, too far to turn back To late to right wrongs, you better move fast Proverbial sands fall through the hourglass As time becomes our emphasis nemesis as the hours pass Everything as we know it is merely perception Even time the adventure of life synthetic invention There are those that wander in search of direction Aimlessly seeking divine intervention Perhaps one day, they will make the most profound connection That what matters most in this world is our intention Born into a specific place in mankind Positive or negative energy The only thing we leave behind