I'm walking down a boulevard,
A boulevard of choices,
An every single step I take,
I hear a thousand voices.
Many paths with many routes,
A choice could change my days,
My brain's strung out, it's on the edge:
So many different ways.
I feel too young to make these moves,
My life will change so fast,
And every shuffle-step I take's-
A decision meant to last.
A future lies before me, there,
At the end of the road I'm on,
But each move I make and breath I take,
Reminds me where I've gone.
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