Wandering

By Dim Gray

On Flown

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I'm hearing old

Whispers in my ear

I'm leaving out those eager sounds

Though I fear they know where I am

I've never known

What I will find out there

I want to see what's left for me

Out there, take me somewhere else

Every path leads the same way

And always end when I begin wandering

Do you listen, are you there again

I see no trails, but I hear the voices

Evеry path leads the same way

And always еnds when I begin wandering

So take my hand and lead the way again

I see no trails, but I hear the voices