// I'm Pressing On.

I think we're going somewhere.
We're on to something good here.
Out of mind, out of state.T
rying to keep my head on straight.
I think we're going somewhere.
We're on to something good here.
There's only one thing left to do.
Drop all I have and go with you.

Somewhere back there I left my worries all behind.
My problems fell out of the back of my mind.
We're going and I'm never knowing (never knowing) where we're going.
To go back to where I was would just be wrong.
I'm pressing on.

Oh man, I'm dead tired. My legs are sore, my brain is exhausted yet I haven't felt this good in a long while. Everything is starting to fall back into place, my school mark worries are going down, as with the school work pile. All the while, my marks are going up and I'm pretty mellow right now. I'm not really having troubles with anything academic wise, the only thing that's challenging and extremely hard is learning a new instrument! ( trombone ) stupid embouchure. On the plus side again, it's nice outside. Kinda sunny, not too windy, just the way I like it.