we put our lives into bags,
we come and go, and all we know,
there's no time to look back
I resolve to see whats in the mirror,
to see every pore, and what is more,
to find solace in all my errors
travellers sizes and fast food lines,
going through the motion and with only some kind of notion,
what we're really supposed to make of our lives
we'll see the other side, when we step off the plane,
we'll know what to share, and when and when not to care,
and always make the most of our time
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