Do you ever stop and feel,
like you’re on your way,
to something that you feel,
is actually a place you want to be,
or a way you want to feel,
and it’s close enough,
that you can about crush it in your hands?
Do you ever stop and feel,
like you’re on your way,
to something that you feel,
is actually a place you want to be,
or a way you want to feel,
and it’s close enough,
that you can about crush it in your hands?