I don’t know
Which way is home
I left some bread crumbs
Around somewhere
In my shadow
In my shadow’s home
I don’t know
Which way to go
Up hill’s cold
But down I’m prone to fall
Into callousness
Rain helps malice grow
One day older and one day shy
Of the place we yearn to find
One step further
Hear the murmur grow
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