You wear that unit so well
Forgot what you look like
Never though to look back
At the thought pulled to satisfy you
You still look to the past
Mistakes made once should not be relearned
My use you will choose
But i will refuse
Your trail is left in step
Head is seen what can be
But lays waste
In your tracks we have only one chance
Weighed down with a thought
To aquire lost and found. nothing