And his dream must have seemed so close... that he could hardly fail to grasp it. But he did not know... that it was already behind him.
Tomorrow, we will run faster...
Stretch out our arms farther...
...and one fine morning...
So we beat on...
...boats against the current...
...borne back... ceaselessly into the past
Tomorrow, we will run faster...
Stretch out our arms farther...
...and one fine morning...
So we beat on...
...boats against the current...
...borne back... ceaselessly into the past