In the wind
Smoke signals
With these hands, with these hands
I will take what’s left to touch
Just to feel, something real
I will take what’s left to touch
Just to feel, something real
In the weight of what I’ve done
What I’ve done
It sets me free to find myself
When a feeling speaks
Something I could never tell myself to see
It floats in the wind
With my feet, with my feet
I will run down every road
Soon to find piece of mind
In the hopes of where I’m going
And what I’ll know
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