The sound is dark, it's whistling through you. This life is pale, it's burning your fuel through. But, there's a sign ahead, all rusted and grey. It says, "you can turn around if you ever lose your way".
So, look at your feet all muddied and black. Turn your head and find your way back.
Your footprints are paved, with love and life... if wrong was before, you're headed to right...
It's twisting, you're turning
tunneling...
Lights... white lights, way too bright
Home.
You're home.
Let that fear aside, walk and ease your stress... flashes of memories and her in that dress.
Oh, how life was simpler when love was distant. But, you looked forward and she was never resistant.
The answers were simpler for those below. But, you were created high, created to grow.
Now, it's time to end forward perception. Time to look back, revert to inception
It's twisting, you're turning
tunneling...
Lights... white lights, way too bright
Home.
You're home.
The path leads you to where you've always been... you just need to accept it to begin...
again.