Forward (Dillon)

My train of thought derailed Heading nowhere Lost track of time A standstill full of despair When the longing grows Minds take hold Hands unfold, letting go My train of thought derailed Heading nowhere Untraveled paths ahead I came unprepared When the longing grows Minds take hold Hands unfold, I let go Moving forward Forward Forward Forward Moving forward Forward Forward Forward Moving forward Forward Forward Forward My train of thought derailed Heading nowhere A place in time where ends meet Who will guide us there? When the longing grows Minds take hold Hands unfold and let go Moving forward Forward Forward Forward Moving forward Forward Forward Forward