Can you see the flames as they march across the city skyline, and fade into night?
Do you see the ashes of a million dead aspirations that could have, and would have been?
We are falling too fast, too fast to take a breath, too fast to stop and think about it.
So we just trace the lines of the people who went ahead of us, cos we don't know what else to do.
And we lose ourselves in the process of becoming what we thought we wanted to be.
Cos we're too busy to think about exactly what that is.
So hold on to what it is that makes you human.
Cos we never get another chance, today is all we really have.