WHATEVER PATH I GO DOWN IS THE RIGHT ONE (E A C# F# B E)
Every path makes its way. Reaching out. And I make mine.
Been stepped on. Been kicked out. Been growing in.
Sweeping up what they left behind. Gathering wood for the fire.
Trusting that whatever path I go down is the right one.
Is the right one. Is the right one.
Is the right one. Is the right one. Is the right one.
Trusting that whatever path I go down is the right one. Is the right one.
Is the right one. Is the right one.
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