50/50

Under moonlit skies where stars dare to glimmer

We're travelers, where roads twist and shimmer

Each path splits the soul in restless divide

With feet in both worlds, our stories collide

50/50, at the crossroads we explore

Half the heart is drifting, half seeks something more

Through the woods where night birds prowl

With every echo, a haunted howl

Under ancient trees, we move so slow

In a world where the dice still roll