History is the past

All I feel I can do is dream
that's what it seems
All I can do is try to unravel it
To travel it
You won't know what to say
But I'm gonna travel it all the way
I'm gonna face my fears and be brave
I'm gonna do what it takes
Once I'm done it all turns into history
which will become a mystery
something that becomes the past and that's that
I may fall down
and i may make a big sound
ill make sure i get back up
To make sure the world changes
around the all the dangers i make
I feel the ground crack
I hear the earth go scat
Into pieces lookin like trees falling down on the ground with the loudest sound of all
the world may have fallen
I'll bring it back alive even if I have to survive
by reliving the thing I hate the most
THE PAST
History is that and the last
It's a thing of the past
its only that if you make it that
but im gonna change it
im gonna try to rearrange it
but i will make sure i sustain it