Am I free, or am I just lost I agree that our path should never cross again But I keep running back in circles to another time Labyrinthian memory I think a walk might be good for my head, deep breath Fill my lungs with petrichor, and move ahead I think the rain might be good for my skin, deep breath Walk away from all the things left unsaid Am I free or am I just gone Nowhere really feels like home until I move on I think a walk might be good for my head, deep breath Fill my lungs with petrichor, and move ahead I think the rain might be good for my skin, deep breath Walk away from all the things left unsaid