I have nowhere to go. The swift satellites show The clock of my whole being is slow.

The closer I get, the faster I have to go. Otherwise, I might be late to the very place where I’m not even expected. Adding to my tardiness is the fact that I don’t even know where I’m going. And I can’t get from here to there when I don’t even know where I am, let alone where I’m going. All I know is I’m going fast, but not fast enough.

I can't stand it to think my life is going so fast and I'm not really living it.

I've come too far, and I don't know how to get back.

I'm walkin'
But I'm going nowhere at all.
I'm 'bout to head any place in the world
But the place that I am

I do not know where I am going. But I am quite weary enough of where I’ve been.

If I could not walk far and fast, I think I should just explode and perish.

I'm delirious because I'm dying so fast.

Keep walking. If I look back I am lost.

If you wake up without any goals or direction, your days are practically guaranteed to get you nowhere.

I'm lost, I'll probably always be lost.

Don't follow me, I'm lost.

Perhaps it's chasing me. But I don't think it will ever catch me because I am moving fast.

I am getting nowhere with you and I can't let you go and I cant get through.