Three words recall to memory like an old friend;
Safety, familiarity, warmth
One feeling I remember with strange familiarity;
Security.
Reality wipes out all this with cruel honesty
Because, beloved, I walk in a strange land
Its the road less traveled
Its the path cowards can not map out
Strange bliss
Voices tell me to slow down
Reason tells me to be cautious
I know I might go down a legendary fool
For rushing in where angels fear to tread
But who can understand?
I walk in a strange land
Its the road less traveled
Its the path cowards can not map out
Strange bliss
Will you walk, with me?
Will you join a legendary fool, maybe?
Will reason be unreason just for a little while?
Will the music be a strange noise for just but a time?
Because I walk the road less traveled
I map a path cowards can never follow
Strange bliss
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