the roads are getting smaller
it's like a tiny little something yet unreachable
everything's breaking into mess
sky is getting nearer and nearer and nearer
when i am surrounded by clouds that's when i know
i could no longer hold back
i could not regret what i have said, done, or decided
next thing i know when i hit the ground
safely and sound
i know i cannot turn my head back
when nothing makes me feel good,
when nothing goes smooth
when everything goes wrong
i walk
and i walk
again
i walk
no matter if i walk away
or if i walk through another door
or even walk out
i will simply walk
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