What Wil Be

Keep pushing forward
There’s no turning back, now
Once we have started
There’s no redeaming
The old man stares at the water
Watching the tide roll in
And, though, some see the inverse
You know they live in reverse
Yeah!
And what will be
Soon will be
A young man stands on a hill
A very distant hill
On a distant land
And he can’t stand still
No!
And what will be
Soon will be, again
Keep pushing forward
There’s no turning back, now
Once we have started
There’s no redeaming