Road

Sure you're on a road
And it's long and straight
But does it go somewhere?
Or do you follow fate?

You say what you want
And you've got it right
But is your aim set steady?
And your eye in sight?

My discontented tendencies
Will spin you around
But that's a whole lot better
Than your feet on the ground
You've got your heart still stuck
In two years ago
When I walked out of your world
And set your feet on go.

Travel

I've denied myself for nineteen years
That you can show me who I am
I've held on to all of my fears
That you can slowly break my dam

Now I find in blue, open skies
That you want to know who am I
Yet still I've failed in all my tries
And need to ask you where, what, and why?

So I take these steps one by one
And pray some day that I'll be undone
And you'll see what you've always known
That I'm not finished, I'm not grown.