We were in the woods
It was getting dark
You fell asleep on the ground at my side
Suddenly awoke
And with a shudder croaked
Mother won't you let me back inside
Little one if I were in your shoes

I would take the road less traveled

Then again if I were really you

Why would I be seeking counsel from me
Don't seek counsel from me

Triplets pitter patter in pretty patterns
Stippling and spattering my empty mind

If you clear a path it doesn't matter
Where you wind up
Who knows what you'll find
Myriad are the guiding voices

If you take the road less travel
But you're the only one
Who can make those choices
So don't take it from me
Why would you take anything from me

There is a time
And a place in your mind

More perfect than this world will ever be

You lock the door
Don't live there anymore
But check both your pockets
Maybe you still have the key

We built the walls
They were strong over all

But now the barriers all start to fade away

And damn it feels good
Something we understood

A long time ago but forgot
Somewhere on the way