save, your dollars and your cents
make, the best of what ya got
no running fast away
no looking over shoulders seeing whats behind

stop, whats behind you
go, pay no mind to
the shadows in, the wake of progress

space, masters of time and space
waste, waste not want not
all believing in ourselves, not regretting the mistakes
simply pressing on

stop…

somewhat startled be the overage
the crop of dreams have been harvested
some completed and some torn apart
keep in good spirits no matter what

race, for the finish line
slay, the dragon negative
just conquer over self, defeat the worm inside
live a simple life

stop...