This place is strange and foreign to me
And that sign wasn't defined real well
(Defined real well)
Tell me are those footprints of heroes
Or graveyards where fools fell
Through
Endless nights and repetitive days
I feel as though I'm caged and I need to escape
This place in time
Whether it's my fault or not
I blame myself
It seems I'm doing that a lot
So stop
The madness confused with sadness
But it's a gift
And I'm just glad to have this
Although I know
The road less traveled
Seems like a good idea
But when unraveled
It's a different kind of beast
A change in the wind
Can take you from where you are now to when you begin
And that's the thing
No one wants to be left alone
I'm still looking for a place that I can call home
A journey for somewhere
And something to believe
Underneath the stars
Someone looking for me?
Please tell me
'Cause I'm still looking for somewhere
Yeah, I'm still looking
For something to believe
I'm still looking for somewhere
For someone looking for me
Is there
Anywhere to rest?
In this wilderness
'Cause I'd make a run for it
But it's so hard to see
And tell me is that the very hand of God?
Or just a mirage
Glaring at me
The path I seek has never been defined
Left with only the choice to make up my mind
I tried so hard
Now I'm tired of trying
Wouldn't get far
There's no sense of hiding
Biding my time until opportunity found
Off the beaten path
I'm never turning around
Listening to the sound
A pleasant mockery
Of how it is
Going to change
What will it be?
A vision so blurred
Murky and mired
Sapping my will and strength
So tired
Is there really no rest in this wilderness?
I'm lost and looking for answers to all of this
There's gotta be a better way
I know what I need
Underneath the stars
Someone looking for me?
Please tell me
'Cause I'm still looking for somewhere
I'm still looking for something to believe
I'm still looking for somewhere
For someone looking for me
Yeah, I'm still looking for somewhere
I'm still looking for something to believe
I'm still looking for somewhere
For someone looking for me
And is there
Anywhere to rest?
In this wilderness
'Cause I'd make a run for it if I could see
Oh, tell me is that the very hand of God?
Or just a mirage
Glaring at me

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