[Verse 1] I kept a map of every almost, Folded small behind my eyes. One road led to a rented kitchen, One to someone else’s life. I walked their halls in passing, Learned the doors by touch and name; Every turn became a question I could never quite reclaim. [Pre-Chorus] Now the walls have lost their angles, Now the signs have worn away. I don’t have to solve the passage To leave it where it lay. [Chorus] Goodbye to the lives I didn’t choose, To the rooms I’ll never enter. This labyrinth is simpler now— A few clear paths, a quiet center. I let those other selves grow small, No more rehearsing every door. Goodbye to what I might have been; I don’t need to carry them anymore. [Verse 2] There’s no secret at the dead end, Just dust along the stone. I stop asking who I’d be there; I come back to my own. [Bridge] The maze can keep its vanished turns. I have a hand to hold: my own. [Final Chorus] Goodbye to the lives I didn’t choose, To the rooms I’ll never enter. This labyrinth is simpler now— A few clear paths, a quiet center. I let those other selves grow small, No more rehearsing every door. Goodbye to what I might have been; I don’t need to carry them anymore.
