Some roads take you places in life
From which you can never return
Lost souls will try and guide you back

From places that you never were

I turned to stone

Once I saw the reflection, was my own

Some choices will be so clear

But the outcome will be so blurred
And when the future becomes the past
It will haunt you with unspoken words

I turned to stone
Once I saw the reflection, was my own


Now I cast a stone
Though the windows of a broken home