Our mistrust of the future makes it hard to give up the past
The "Survivor", Chuck Palahniuk
Open to all winds
Kept from the worries
On the shore of winter
One shaman lives
He tears off a piece of paper
And reflects the vast
Throws a leaf into the fire
To bring back the past
But there are no roads back
Forget the life you were in
To the past there’s no track
You can't get back in
The leaf is scattered with ashes
The sunset burns with fire
The shaman’s coming home after the crush
Thinking of the past with admire
But a new day will come
The shaman will write his verse
About the future to come
And the past will reverse
He knows that not to avoid nowadays
Mental anguish and wounds
If there are no other ways
Go your own way, shaman, go in good mood
Craving for the past
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