Do you seem like losing track?

Going back to where you’re from,

Digging pain and stain of past,

Either hurt, sick or aghast.

Bury yesterday I say!

Shake it off, oh, Shut it off,

Listen, listen,volume up,

Turn it up till ears turn deaf.

Face the troubles of today,

Never let vexations stay,

Neither let mistrust to reign,

Keep those eyes so wide awake.

Feel the sun with your bare skin,

Burn those dead lies and pretense,

Overwhelm your fears with hope,

Echo cheers, aim for great feats.