Run and Stumble

Time's got a funny way of showing What could have been and what is Like if I was thirteen when I wrote "Duality" Would anyone know I exist? I've got a grandma named Virginia Though she was born in NYC Now that she's living in the future Her presence only memories Run and stumble forwards However you get along You get along, you get along There's no surefire way to know what's gonna come So you run and stumble And what could possibly go wrong Someday I will shuffle forward Just like my parents before me And all that I can really hope for Is to be as great as they hoped that I would be So I look on down at my daughter Rejecting all my hopes and dreams I know there's no such thing as perfect She is the closest thing I've seen Run and stumble forwards However you get along You get along, you get along There's no surefire way to know what's gonna come So you run and stumble And what could possibly go wrong Where does the time go? Feels like I'm chasing goals No matter what they say Nobody knows anything There's no surefire way to know what's gonna come So you run and stumble And what could possibly go wrong