I stay ahead of the quiet, I don’t give it time to speak. Every step buys me another moment I don’t have to be seen. My hands stay full, eyes to the ground, If I’m moving, I’m useful — If I stop, the silence gets too loud. The walls don’t move, But they feel closer now. I don’t wait to find out why — I just don’t slow down. Keep moving. That’s enough. Keep moving. Just can’t stop. If I’m moving, nothing catches up — If I stop, I fall behind. I don’t circle back, I don’t mark the miles. Every turn just keeps me Out of reach a while. There’s always something left unfinished, Somewhere else to be. I don’t stop long enough — Nothing gets to me. The air gets thin. I don’t stop. Keep moving. That’s enough. Keep moving. Just can’t stop. If I’m moving, nothing catches up — If I stop, I fall behind. No room to turn, No place to stay. The space gets smaller Either way. I don’t stop to ask What’s behind me. As long as I keep moving, Nothing finds me. Keep moving. That’s enough. Keep moving. Just can’t stop. If I’m moving, nothing catches up — If I stop, I fall behind. Keep moving... Keep... Moving... Keep — Moving.
