i dunno what to write and what to say
all i know is that there are seconds ticking away
what i say to you sounds so meaningless for once
the brilliance and the emptiness of language gets in the way
why one would read it, why i would i don't know
it's fun to read it smile at for once and say
That there's a long long road in front to the horizon
there's a small one trailed and left away
i can't see much ahead and can only follow
what can i say, there's just nothing left behind
nothing left behind, nothing left behind
oh, i've got nothing left behind
the funny thing now is as i know lay to rest
there's a tree there and i'm under it's shade
now i can try and look behind
take a moment there and let memories align
i can be sad and inconsequential all the same
these moments just don't make any sense
That there's a long long road in front to the horizon
there's a small one trailed and left away
i can't see much ahead and can only follow
what can i say, there's just nothing left behind
nothing left behind, nothing left behind
oh, i've got nothing left behind
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