# 4 Hollow Shoes

Where to from here
I’m lost I fear
No road to follow
No horizon on the morrow

I’m lost I fear
Am nowhere near
Where I’m supposed to be
Am detoured, not free

No road to follow
My shoes are hollow
Neither here nor there
Nor anywhere, I fear

No horizon on the morrow
Following a map of sorrow
I’m lost you see
Find your way back to me

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