A Memo to Me From My Future Self

I don't look back with longing any longer
'Cause all this being turned around has led me the wrong way
I don't look back with longing any longer
'Cause all this being turned around I've lost sight of where I am.
But you don't have to believe
That you've become no good
You don't have to believe
The best parts have passed you by
You don't have to believe
That you've become obsolete
You don't have to believe
The best parts have passed you by
There's nothing to believe
Because who knows what tomorrow will bring
There's nothing to believe
Because who knows what tomorrow will bring
There's no way to
There's no way to see it all
There's no way to
There's no way to see it all
There's no way to
There's no way to see it all
There's no way to
There's no way to see it all
There's no way to see it all
There's no way to see it all
There's no way to see it all
There's no way to see it all
There's no way to see it all
There's no way to see it all
There's no way to see it all
There's no way to see it all