Making Time

Just another day of sorrow going down Like the road unfurled behind you leaving town In the morning's cold reflection of yesterday Comes the chill of where ya been and what ya paid There's a place up ahead and far along Far away from the past that seems to draw All mistakes you forgot and carried on Making time Making time All that wasted toil and trouble running away When the only thing that matters is today There's a place up ahead and far along Far away from the past that seems to draw All mistakes you forgot and carried on Making time Making time Making time Making time Out among the windswept Pikes and lonely purple canyons Wisdom is written in the signs All that's in the past is so impossible to fix or refine Making time Making time Making time Making time