Living at different places
Evading into various spaces
My compass has broken
I'm losing the way
An ongoing madness has led me astray
Evading into various spaces
My compass has broken
I'm losing the way
An ongoing madness has led me astray
My past breathes down my neck and
It seems now that all I can do is go back to beginnings,
When all lay ahead,
It seems now that all I can do is go back to beginnings,
When all lay ahead,
A fading illusion now plagues me instead
In me
There's still a place that
Fulfils me,
A sanctity here that I call home,
I run to,
When winter descends
If I try, can I find solid ground?
There's still a place that
Fulfils me,
A sanctity here that I call home,
I run to,
When winter descends
If I try, can I find solid ground?
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