I walk on this long harbour called life,

I sit on the piers,

And look back at the years,

Now I’m running out of time,

Sometimes I dream about going back,

Keeping all the things I left behind,

But now I know that nothing can change the past.

And I feel the gravity pull on me,

Stronger than it has before,

Where there was a certainty,

Security has been thrown to the floor.

I always let my days slip away,

I should have made up my mind,

I never opened up and took it all out,

Now I’m running out of time,

And I dream about going back,

Keeping all the things I left behind,

But I know nothing can change the past.

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