Living at different paces
Evading into various places
My compass has broken

I'm losing the way
An ongoing madness has lead me astray


In me there's still a place that
Fulfils me
A sanctity here that I call home

I run to when winter descends
If I try can I find solid ground?


I follow illusive paths
Oh it seems they've been written in stone
And the door to a new life is closing so fast

Burning the bridges will not bring me back

In me there's still a place that

Fulfils me
A sanctity here that I call home
I run to when winter descends

If I try can I find solid ground?

In me there's still a place that

Fulfils me
A sanctity here that I call home
I run to when winter descends

If I try can I find solid groud?

I know that

In me there's still a place that
Fulfils me
A sanctity here that I call home

I run to when winter descends
If I try can I find solid groud?
Or am I just wasting time?

Wasting time