Look down at the map in my hand
Every street I could imagine in my little head
Compare this to where I stand
Every direction, every turn has
Lead me to where I am
But I know who I am
Even if I knew the score
I would walk through the same door
Even if I knew the end
Even if I knew before what was in store
I would do it all again
I look down in the rain
Ink is spilling and
My drawings and lists go down the drain
I can’t explain
No feeling of missing
Just feelings of comfort
I can’t explain
I could imagine
I could imagine
But I know who I am
Even if I knew the score
I would walk through the same door
Even if I knew the end
Even if I knew before somewhere there was something more
I would do it all again

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