there’s a road that doesn’t ask where you’ve been or where you go it just opens with your step like it always seemed to know i stood still between two lines both were mine to understand one was quiet, one was loud neither reached for my hand i kept waiting for a sign something clear enough to trust but the moment didn’t move until i chose because i must every path becomes a truth once you walk it through… maybe destiny is not something written in the sky maybe it begins the moment you decide not to deny every step becomes a story every turn becomes a voice maybe what we call our future is just the echo of a choice mmm… oooh… mmm… i have carried quiet doubts like a shadow in my chest thinking something out there knew what direction would be best but the map was never drawn only felt beneath my skin like a door without a frame waiting to be walked within every doubt becomes a shape once you let it through… maybe destiny is not something written in the sky maybe it begins the moment you decide not to deny every step becomes a story every turn becomes a voice maybe what we call our future is just the echo of a choice if i stop… does it wait… or was it always mine to make… maybe destiny is not something written in the sky maybe it begins the moment you decide not to deny every step becomes a story every turn becomes a voice maybe what we call our future is just the echo of a choice mmm… oooh… © BStur - All rights reserved
