Glad

If memories were bricks, that's what I'd walk upon

Funny stories, family trips, and the saddest songs

These twists and turns are lessons learned, no room for paths to be desolate

As I live the roads don't give, no end in sight it's infinite

Suddenly I'm accompanied, change in my trajectory

Now the way is reaching up to the sky

The loneliness is evaporating, fear of the unknown disintegrating

I went from walking slow, to starting to fly