As I was walking down the path to true love,
I seem to have lost myself along the way.
Every fork seemed to spiral And every spiral seemed to straighten.My lover, like a lighthouse a few miles away,
Was waving with a crooked smile waiting for me.
Every path I took seemed to bring me back to the same point.
every spiral seemed to confuse my brain and
rewrite my memories to repeat the same process.Maybe our future is an optical illusion meant
yo trick our brains and our chemicals to believe
in a life that we’ll never have together.Maybe our past will become like quicksand
dlowly sinking us below water.
We’ve been barely keeping our heads above water,
but we’re so very thirsty now.Our throats ache and our lungs protest,
but we keep on swimming out to that rock
The rock that shows us that we have a future
like a crystal ball in the hands of a woman
who showed us the future we’ve been praying for.
As I was walking down the path to true love,
I seem to have lost myself along the way.
Every fork seemed to spiral And every spiral seemed to straighten.
My lover, like a lighthouse a few miles away,
was waving with a crooked smile waiting for me.
every path I took seemed to bring me back to the same point.
Every spiral seemed to confuse my brain and Rewrite my memories to repeat the same process.
Maybe our future is an optical illusion meant
to trick our brains and our chemicals to believe
in a life that we’ll never have together
Maybe our past will become like quicksand Slowly sinking us below water. We’ve been barely keeping our heads above water, But we’re so very thirsty now.
Our throats ache and our lungs protest, But we keep on swimming out to that rock. The rock that shows us that we have a future Like a crystal ball in the hands of a woman who showed us the future we’ve been praying for



