The Trail

We fight our way through collapsing lands
Although there’s nothing perfect here
The answer might be somewhere near
When the trail we walk becomes a bit too much
And we don’t know which way to go
There is always the right track to follow

We’ll get there before we’re running out of time
Running out of time
We’ll never know how far we’re going to get
Or where we are
But for all we know the future isn’t set in stone
So let’s pretend we’re fine

We’ll find the shores of a golden life
Roll around in the sand
Make our enemies our friends
With bare feet dancing on a cloud
We’ll never know when we’ll fall through it
But that’s no reason not to do it

We’ll get there before we’re running out of time
Running out of time
We’ll never know how far we’re going to get
Or where we are
But for all we know the future isn’t set in stone
So let’s pretend we’re fine

And I don’t know the way it goes
Is it the way to go?
But there’s so much that I don’t know
And I don’t even want to know it
I’m just following the flow for today

We’ll get there before we’re running out of time
Running out of time
We’ll never know how far we’re goint to get
Or where we are
But for all we know the future isn’t set in stone
So let’s pretend that

We’ll get there before we’re running out of time
Running out of time
We’ll never know how far we’re going to get
Or where we are
So how about we’re going to say “fuck that”
And we’re going to start believing we are fine