Broken Maps

Everyone else has a map in their hand

Tracing the lines of a life they planned

And I'm standing still,

just watching them pass

Under the weight of a running glass

Is there a road that was meant for my feet?

Or is this circle the one I repeat?

(help me find it)

I am lost in the dark,

looking for a sign

Running out of breath on this borderline

But I am still searching,

I am still here

(still here!)

The silence is heavy,

the choices are cold

Afraid of the stories that shouldn't be told

I see my reflection,

it's asking me why

We let all the seasons go drifting on by No direction...

but I'm moving forward

I am lost in the dark,

looking for a sign

Running out of breath

on this borderline

But I am still searching,

I am still here

(I am still here!)

I'm still searching... (still searching)