//Maybe I’m the path you stumbled across the moment you were sure you’d lost your way
A winding road so unexpected, leading your tired feet to a brand new day
Maybe I’m the dusty cloud, swirling around a world you once traveled alone,
packing your lungs with every piece of me, a breath-filled trail that leads you right back home
Maybe I’m the jolty break between the concrete road and rocky ground
The eye of the tornado, swirling chaos amidst the safe and sound

Or maybe I’m simply a road you’re taking,
A broken path discovered that you’ll soon pass by,
No matter the details,
I pray you’ll remember me
Through the eyes you’re looking at me with tonight//