[Verse] We used to think the world was drawn in lines A thousand roads, a reason for each sign But every mirror shows a different face And certainty gives way to another space I hear the crowd telling me what’s true But none of them can say what I should do Deep beneath the things I’ve learned to be A restless whisper keeps asking me [Pre-Chorus] If all I trust can fall apart What is the compass in my heart? And when the silence calls my name Will I feel the same? [Chorus] Shaping Questions... running through my veins Who forged the links that hold these chains? Am I the sum of what I’ve owned Or something waiting to be grown? I go searching in the haze For an exit from the maze Who am I? Where do I stand? Still reaching out With open hands Shaping Questions [Verse] I wore expectations like a coat Collected promises, a favorite quote I played the parts that others had in mind Until the borders blurred and I went blind There are convictions borrowed from the past And fragile faiths that seemed built to last But a decision can change the ground below And point to an unfamiliar path to follow [Pre-Chorus] If I could shed the weight behind What would remain for me to find? How much of me is really mine? Where does the genuine me begin? [Chorus] Shaping Questions... cutting through the grey Am I more than yesterday? No rented crown, no fixed design No predetermined fate divine Bigger than what I once knew Is there a brighter side to break through Let it crumble Watch it bend Nothing stays Nothing to defend Shaping Questions [Verse] I watch the years like chapters left unread The trails I took, the ones I didn’t tread How many versions live inside of me? And which of them lie hidden out of sight? Perhaps the destination isn’t clear Or the point is simply being here Not all unlocked gates demand a choice Some revelations come without a voice [Bridge] Maybe I was never destined to uncover A single definition of my life Or doubt itself can make me see The person I am not yet meant to be And if tomorrow takes me somewhere new I’ll have another sky to travel through No final page, no perfect alibi One fresh chance to ponder why [Pre-Chorus] No more hunting for a thread Or answers set in stone I can greet what lies ahead And make the journey my own [Final-Chorus] Shaping Questions... now I understand I don’t need my future mapped and planned Endings crack a window ajar Solutions hint at lands afar I am neither lost nor found Just footprints on shifting ground [Outro] And when the seasons have rearranged my view I’ll start the morning with purpose to pursue No verdict left to testify Only endless horizons to survey Unfolding Becoming Roaming Always wondering Shaping Questions...
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