Am I free, or am I just lost
I agree that our path should never cross again
But I keep running back in circles to another time
Labyrinthian memory
I think a walk might be good for my head, deep breath
Fill my lungs with petrichor, and move ahead
I think the rain might be good for my skin, deep breath
Walk away from all the things left unsaid
Am I free or am I just gone
Nowhere really feels like home until I move on
I think a walk might be good for my head, deep breath
Fill my lungs with petrichor, and move ahead
I think the rain might be good for my skin, deep breath
Walk away from all the things left unsaid