16 August 2012
The road I walk on Is paved with good intentions, Seems I'm too far gone For any more interventions, All the signs are pointing Towards you; I don't care which route I go, I'll walk over the mess you left behind, Your map; an imprint on my mind, If we're both lost, Why is it just me counting the cost?
Keep your voice low; Take my hand, Trust me if you can, Theres an earthquake below This path we're set on, But when I'm with you Wherever we go I feel like I'm coming home.
...it's a half-finished song but I don't really know where I'm going with it tbh!
Map Reading For The Lost Lovers • Opuss № I