Who's going out of they're way to get you
walking? Around that corner away from the
road you've been taking.
Who's flying home to see you again all
alone? Through these clouds I've known,
a wind that carries me home.
Trying to find all those corners that
saw us turn, running away from all those
memories that burn. Finding sins newer
to me than this, walking away from the
world that brought you back to me.
Who's building the world for you to
walk on? Brick by brick and surrounded
by stone to protect you all around.
Who's scaring away all the fear in
your room? Screaming out loud I'll find
you some shelter close to the ground.
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