Wondering how I'm standing in this pasture, a field of haze.
Darkness came and brought with it a silhouette.
Focusing now, the image grownig closer.
You had to run away and finally found a place of peace, in solitude you cry.
Nothing goes your way, and you feel like giving up when you were hoping to finally catch a break.
Sun coming out, most will embrace this blessing.
But you despise what signifies and marks the beginning of day.
Returning home, choosing the path that's shaded.
Tree roots crowd the way, you trip on them again.
This domino effect won't die.
Nothing goes your way, and you feel like giving up when you were hoping to finally catch a break.
Nothing goes your way, and you feel like giving up when you were hoping to finally catch a break.
Nothing goes your way, and you feel like giving up when you were hoping to finally catch a break.
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Lyrics submitted by Lisa.