March On

I'm slipping back into my shell
 Never thought about it either way
 It should be gone by now
 But I guess it never left
 Like a novel whose last page I read first
 I'm somewhere in the middle now
 Denying how
 It all turns out
 March on
 All you poor souls
 March on
 All you scared sinners
 March on
 I walk beside you
 Oh the days they pass so slowly now
 When you've seen the sum of their worth
 I remember when
 They moved too fast for me
 On the reins, my hands would stay
 Now I have just let them go
 Yet still
 They are still
 March on...
 It's true I walk beside you now
 Tomorrow's fear keeps love from hands
 I've written of chains hoping it would
 Break me free
 But it didn't, it will be no different this time
 March on...
 We reap what we sow
 But look at what we've been given
 It's truly impossible
 To build from nothing at all