Another day, another week of being mired in the rut.
That feeling of "same old, same old...nothing's new".
Clawing for freedom from my self-imposed delusion, I broke from the path.
That broken trail delivered a solace and a re-appreciation for the beauty that lies in the old.
Keep searching, there's always something new.
That feeling of "same old, same old...nothing's new".
Clawing for freedom from my self-imposed delusion, I broke from the path.
That broken trail delivered a solace and a re-appreciation for the beauty that lies in the old.
Keep searching, there's always something new.
