The Paths
Music and Lyrics by Timothy S. Klugh.
Copyright © 1990 Timothy S. Klugh. All Rights Reserved.
Sometimes, I hate my ways
And wonder where I had gone astray.
That's when I look back in yesterday,
As if to say without delay
That somewhere in my past I failed me.
Somewhere in my past, so easily--
Somewhere in my past, I simply did not see the error in my ways.
Induced by my own spell,
I reminisce as if to tell
The proof that somewhere I had missed a sign.
Deep in my mind, I left behind
The choice in life that might have saved me
Leaving me so full and happy.
Yet, it was ignored in my past. Somewhere in my life, I was so blind.
When I chose from the paths
That has made my history,
I may tend to forget
That these choices have made me.
Moments I've spent indulged
In finding where I had gone wrong
Are using up the time I have today
To change my ways for future days.
I keep on searching in obsession
Choosing with my best discretion.
Using up the precious time in haste, I keep on searching yesterday.
When I chose from the paths
That has made my history,
I may tend to forget
That these choices have made me.
When I look in the past,
It's impossible to see
That it's my present cause
That has built my own folly.
You know it's true.
When I look in the past,
It's impossible to see
That it's my present cause
That has built my own folly.
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