Forward

Slow bassline with sweeping synthesizer chords

Verse 1

I bought a ticket for tomorrow.

But the train went in reverse.

Smelling exhaust and wet rain.

I stare through the cold window.

Watching my hometown shrink away.

I am peeling the paint.

Off this wooden bench.

Waiting for a word from you.

Chorus

I try to step forward.

Ohh, I really try.

But time pushes me backwards.

(Pushes you down)

Dragging my boots through the mud.

We build walls in the street.

While the clocks steal our days.

(Stealing the days)

Verse 2

I dial your old number.

The line just goes dead.

Another march on the television.

Cold glass against my forehead.

The leaders promise a new spring.

But I taste winter dust.

In the back of my throat.

Yeah, the gears only rust.

Chorus

I try to step forward.

Ohh, I really try.

But time pushes me backwards.

(Pushes you down)

Dragging my boots through the mud.

We build walls in the street.

While the clocks steal our days.

(Stealing the days)

Sliding guitar solo

Bridge

I found my old jacket.

A stone in the pocket.

From a beach we once walked.

Before the borders closed up tight.

I hold the smooth rock.

And look at the morning sky.

Maybe the sun still rises.

It still rises up.

Chorus

I try to step forward.

Ohh, I finally step.

Even if time pushes backwards.

Pushes you back.

I leave my boots in the mud.

Let them kick down the walls.

I'll take back my days.

Yeah, I take back my days.

Outro

The hands of the time.

They bend and they break.

But I go for the big climb.

Go for the climb.

Walking barefoot on the stone.

Walking home.

Ohh, I'm walking home.

Fade out