Lost?

November 8, 2013

Lost in town

Lost in life

Driving down these unfamiliar paths

Scared I'll never make it back

Sign after sign

But none of it makes sense

Hoping you're not troubling the casuals

And they won't trouble you

But slow down a little bit

And the world seems less scary

The blur takes shape

Beauty sharpens into focus

This ride is now a journey

Lost has a new meaning

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