Woandering

You spent your whole life wondering
What the outcome might have been
When the days are dawning
And I am not quite feeling it
You spent your whole life wondering
What the outcome might have been
Every step that I have stepped
Or the thought that was spoken
To escape and bury
The days within
You spent your whole life wondering
What the outcome might have been
Let the brook meander
Like it always has
Let the shape be formless
Like it is always been
That is where we will meet
That is where we will meet
To escape and bury
The days within