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traveling down 194 like so many times before.
they say "the old beaten pathway never seems to meet you halfway."
so,
i'll take my time, search for peace of mind,
tear my own pathways, find the nature of my crimes.
there may come a day... i'll soon discover why i left here.
couldn't find my way back to you.
so
will you go there with me, in that place where i said i would be?
in the silent night there exists a sound, and my world feels so empty
when you're not around.
headlights
tearing through the weather and i'm all alone tonight.
in my head, i feel together, like the treetops grasping for the moonlight.
so,
i'll take my time, search for peace of mind,
tear my own pathways, find the nature of my crimes.
there may come a day... i'll soon discover why i left here.
couldn't find my way back to you.
so
will you go there with me, in that place where i said i would be?
in the silent night there exists a sound, and my world feels so empty
when you're not around.
when
you're not around.
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