Some folks ride the train of life

Looking out the rear

Watching miles of life roll by

And marking every year.



They sit in sad remembrance

Of wasted days gone by

And curse their life for what it was

And hang their head and cry.



But I don't concern myself with that

I took a different vent

I look forward to what life holds

And not what has been spent.



So strap me to the engine

As securely as I can be

I want to be out in the front

To see what I can see.



I want to feel the winds of change

Blowing in my face

I want to see what life unfolds

As I move from place to place.



I want to see what's coming up

Not looking at the past

Life's too short for yesterdays

It moves along too fast.



So if the ride gets bumpy

While you are looking back

Go up front, and you may find

Your life has jumped the track.



It's all right to remember

That's part of history

But up front's where it's happening

There's so much mystery.



The enjoyment of living

Is not where we have been

It's looking ever forward

To another year and ten.



It's searching all the byways

Never should you refrain

For if you want to live your life

You've gotta drive the train.

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