Well it seems strange here
This tall path
And though this trail I've walked before
It's all grown older
With [???] excuses
But I [???] undaunted
While my whistling's getting louder
But not so easy you notice, but I do
And as the bearer of that secret
It still scares the shit out of me
And I don't want anybody else to see
Because it's getting late
And it isn't safe
And it will loudly hear that
Youthfully, I'll play the gangster
The rockstar, the pirate and the guide
All I know now is that light fades
And though my eyes have gotten wide
And still a forest doesn't care
The wind is blissfully aware
And soon a thousand eyes on me
And in the weirdest way I'm free
To let it ride
Cuz yes, I'll look up in the sky
You will help me, and hold me
And somehow magically up high
It's just a better way to whistle
And the thing that gets me home
Along with my two feet stumbling on
And it still scares the spit out of me
And I know whatever will be will be
But the light has died
And my rage subsides
Cuz it's dark enough
And there's nowhere to hide
From the demon, the nightmare, the danger and the doubt
And there's a road ahead that I'll have to walk
If I'm ever gonna make it out
And still the forest doesn't mind
The wind is blissfully unkind
I feel it beckoning to me
And in the weirdest way I'm free
To let it ride
Cuz yes, I'll look up in the sky
You'll help me, and hold me
And somehow magically up high
It's just a better way to whistle
And the thing that gets me home
Along with my two feet stumbling on
It's just a better way to whistle
And the thing that gets me home
As long as I know the real way back
Dwells upon my two feet stumbling on
c Blues Traveler
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