Oh, for the sake of momentum I've allowed my fears to get larger than life And it's brought me to my current agendum Whereupon I deny fulfillment has yet to arrive
And I know life is getting shorter I can't bring myself to set the scene Even when it's approaching torture I've got my routine
Oh, for the sake of momentum Even though I agree with that stuff about seizing the day But I hate to think of effort expended All those minutes and days and hours I have frittered away
And I know life is getting shorter I can't bring myself to set the scene Even when it's approaching torture I've got my routine
But I can't confront the doubts I have I can't admit that maybe the past was bad And so, for the sake of momentum I'm condemning the future to death so it can match the past
