[Verse 1] Door clicks shut dust on my shoes One step, then another the world tilts a little Old paint peeling key still warm in my palm I don’t ask where I’m going only what I can’t carry along [Chorus] The path glides on from the door where it began bending under my feet, like it already planned Every tiny turning every “yes” and “no” Like branches of a tree changing where I’ll go (changing where I’ll go) [Verse 2] Left is a town right is a field I flip a coin in my head and walk before it can land Faces I’ll never meet names I’ll never learn somewhere inside this crossing they shimmer, then they burn [Chorus] The path glides on from the door where it began bending under my feet, like it already planned Every tiny turning every “stay” or “go” Like branches of a tree changing where I’ll go (changing where I’ll go) [Bridge] What if I turned back? What if I ran? The gravel still remembers every print of who I am But forward keeps unfolding like pages in my hand I don’t know the ending only where I stand [Chorus] The path glides on from the door where it began fading into the dusk, farther than I can stand Every silent choosing every “yes” and “no” Like branches of a tree changing where I’ll go (changing where I’ll go)
