sometimes
when i don't know
where i'm going
i sit
and think about
how to get to you
i travel down
all those roads
with my mind
the familiar ones
that i know by heart
and the new ones
that i'm learning by faith
hoping
that i can be real
where you are free
knowing
that it'll take time
for us to be we
where you exist
where i breathe
where we
get to know
who we are
to-gether
alive and playing
again
(live)
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