Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Rooted Out / New Aged

I have to take a new path,
go my own separate way.
You were so kind, so good to me,
But it's time to pack up and move.
I hold you close to my heart.
My memory uses you as the foundation,
to construct a life of beautiful creation.

Time comes and goes,
(Don't just watch it flow)
Move in step with me, I'm not ready to jump.
Tell me it'll be okay, if I say goodbye.
A face so familiar, now changed.
We aren't the same, we are the new aged.

I haven't missed out, I'm missing you.
The past lies behind us, I know no one,
could ever take that from us.
Held so close to what I've come to know.
My past can't keep up with my present.
Moving forward can send people backwards,
Looking back to say goodbye is always hard.

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