look for me in the white forest hiding in a hollow tree (come find me);
I know you hear me
I can taste it in your tears.....
Each day moves us forward, presents us with new choices that shape the day, the month, the year.... we can take the easy way, the hard way, blah blah, upwards and onwards. sometimes you come across paths that you think look familiar, roads that have the briars beaten down already, clearly marked and well traveled. Does enough time ever go by as to find the path overgrown to where you're beaten down and weary all over again, where you find youself making the same mistake twice when you knew better all along? Wondering if I took a wrong turn somewhere; also wondering if, this whole time, I've been unknowingly walking down just the right road, and I'm exactly where I should be....
I can taste it in your tears.....
Each day moves us forward, presents us with new choices that shape the day, the month, the year.... we can take the easy way, the hard way, blah blah, upwards and onwards. sometimes you come across paths that you think look familiar, roads that have the briars beaten down already, clearly marked and well traveled. Does enough time ever go by as to find the path overgrown to where you're beaten down and weary all over again, where you find youself making the same mistake twice when you knew better all along? Wondering if I took a wrong turn somewhere; also wondering if, this whole time, I've been unknowingly walking down just the right road, and I'm exactly where I should be....