You turn and run, move and forward
Keeps coming back without facing backward
Oh Tell me what to do, or where to go
Either here or everywhere that’ll do.
Every time I search, you tell me too
But when things get nasty it’s hard to do
Do you best and I will take the rest
When things gets ready I hope to say yes.
Turn and move, forward and tick
Tell me where and when to stick
For I might make uncalm mistake
For which myself may do retake.
Show me how to rule myself
In case I’m lost in sphere’s despair
And lead me back to who I was
In a world of stars where I’m not dust.
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