Taken from a wildshoot now in the branches
Swaying, quaking, bearing weight yet far from breaking

With all that's left me, it makes me see to what I'm grasping
There still are some things after all these years


Where to run? When you're prone to wander?
Outcome – is it on what you're riding?
Overcome – try to remember
Not all your doing that got you here
Not all your doing that got you here


Patience or just pulled by least resistance
Your change of circumstances, was it ever all in your hands?

With all my striving, it makes me see to what I'm grasping
There still are some things after all these years


Where to run? When you're prone to wander?
Outcome – is it on what you're riding?
Overcome – try to remember
Not all your doing that got you here
Not all your doing that got you here

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