direction (1/1/20)

you pace around my mind like you don't know where you're going,

 

and i don't have a roadmap.

 

i think i'm even more lost than you are.

 

all i know is that i'll follow you blindly no matter where you're headed,

 

just to have the chance to trail your shadow.

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