You can’t see what’s ahead
Will you take that little step?
Or will you just go home instead?
You’ve been here a hundred times
And you’ll come back again
Cause you keep changing your mind
Every now and then
You play it on repeat
This idea inside your head
In the dark you don’t stop moving
Like you’re following a thread
And even though you can’t see
Everything becomes so clear
This idea, this place you’ve come to
You know you belong here
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