Walking blindly through life blissful, walking to its peak
I walk for today, but look back meek
The blindfold lifted, i fall into the pit that lay
Dropping hard, things where they stay
Crying as I step up, looking for tomorrow
Looking back, a childhood i might borrow
Walking in reverse with hopes of a happy past
The Day After Yesturday, A day gone too fast
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