Stuck at a crossroad which way to go,
Seems so familiar I need someone who knows,
Approced with subtle, no one to lead,
So hard to decide, So easy to describe.

One shines on bright the other looks so doomed,
Shall I clean all the mess or move on with fools.
Lust grows in me to leave it behind,
Don't wanna end up alone just with time.

Yet I segregate from all of those fools,
In search of a copper I wish for a gold,
Lonely it is in this darkest woods,
No fire can heal, this coldest of souls.

I wish I could turn and follow the fools,
I did what was right but ended up doomed
I feel time is right to make a big move,
No looking back now headed for moon.