Oh,  for the sake of momentum
I've allowed my fears to get larger than life 
And it's brought me to my current agendum 
Whereupon I deny fulfillment has yet to arrive
 
And I know life is getting shorter
 I can't bring myself to set the scene
 Even when it's approaching torture
 I've got my routine
 
 Oh, for the sake of momentum                                
 Even though I agree with that stuff about seizing the day    
 But I hate to think of effort expended                      
 All those minutes and days and hours                                
 I have frittered away.                                                
 
And I know life is getting shorter
 I can't bring myself to set the scene
 Even when it's approaching torture
 I've got my routine                                       
 
 But I    can't confront the doubts I have
 I can't admit that maybe the past was bad
 And so, for the sake of momentum
 I'm condemning the future to death 
 So it can match the past.

When I can't confront the doubts I have           
 I can't admit that maybe the past was bad          
 And so, for the sake of momentum                    
 I'm condemning the future to death                  
 So it can match the past.