There was a boy who had the faith to move a mountainAnd like a child he would believe without a reasonWithout a trace, he disappeared into the void andI’ve been searchin’ for that missing personHe used to want to try to walk the straight and narrowHe had a fire he could feel it in the marrowIt’s been a long time and I haven’t seen him lately butI’ve been searching for that missing person
So I don’t know whether I’ll find that missing person who used to be me. I don’t care if I never find him, as long as I find someone better. But right now, I am looking back at the past, and wondering how I could leave it without erecting a monument. I sometimes love deceiving myself that the past is better than the future.
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