Music Video
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Craig Eubanks
Songwriter
D. R.
Songwriter
Lyrics
We meet here every week
To pass the time and speak of how we'd like to be
Where we see ourselves in 20 years
We dream about a day
When we don't need the pay
And we can move on
Don't you think it's strange
That all we talk about is change
What if the matters we can't change
Have made us blind to all that matters
I'll see you down the road
It's time to move on
Move on until I lose my place
My sense of me begins to fade
And all that's left of me is just a
Shell of who I used to be
Move on until I can't draw breath
I'll give until there's nothing left
This life will be the death of me
It's good to hear your voice
But all the noise around me keeps compounding
I feel surrounded, and my chest is caving in
You're always on my mind
But I can't find the time
So you should move on
I hate to let you down
But sitting still feels like I'm drowning
The clock is ticking loudly, I can't rest until it ends
I've gotta let you go
It's time to move on
Move on until I lose my place
My sense of me begins to fade
And all that's left of me is just a
Shell of who I used to be
Move on until I can't draw breath
I'll give until there's nothing left
This life will be the death of me
And when I'm laid to rest
I'll dream of peace
Slip into the ages
Move on, and on, and on
And on, and on
Move on
Move on until I lose my place
My sense of me begins to fade
And all that's left of me is just a
Shell of who I used to be
Move on until I can't draw breath
I'll give until there's nothing left
This life will be the death of me
Writer(s): Craig Eubanks
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