I'm walking on a long road.
I look back at my footsteps
my memories and mistakes,
my pain and joy like scattered echoes,
my success and my failure.
Some I carry daily, others I forgot I ever knew

With every step I take, I feel
the things I never got to leave,
the things still alive in my heart,
the things I burried deep away
I try to walk the steps in reverse,
to erase the mistakes I've made.

But the wind calls out my name,
whispers gently through the silence:
let go of the pain, the hollow space,
and the weight you were never meant to carry.
Let go of the feelings, the empty room,
and the chains you never chose to wear.