I have walked this windy path Sticky thorns still scorn my feet I really thought I was complete Now I'm here to rot on the street The street feeling very incomplete I have lived in an empty maze My skin is growing sideways I have given all I can I am growing sideways Thought that I would grow like the trees Standing strong no matter the breeze Trees can look beyond the maze Now I'm here to live in the breeze The breeze unstable as can be I have lived in an empty maze My skin is growing sideways I have given all I can I am growing sideways I have lived in an empty maze My skin is growing sideways