Incubus

Nowhere Fast

Will I ever get to where I'm going?
Will I ever follow through with what I had planned
I guess it's possible that I have been a bit distracted
And the directions for me are a lot less in demand

Will I ever get to where I'm going?
If I do, will I know when I am there? If the wind blew me in the right direction
Would I even care?
I would

I take a look around
It's evident the scene has changed
And there are times when I feel improved upon the past
Then there are times when I can't seem to understand at all and yes
It seems as though I'm going nowhere... really fucking fast