Picking through a labyrinth of roads that have no signs
Never knowing what you're leaving or what you're going to find
And it's strange the way it seems that the things that change our lives can seem so unimportant at the time
Gathering momentum that's impossible to break
A string of random choices but you don't know what's at stake
And it's strange the way it seems that the things that change our lives can seem so unimportant at the time
Coincidental meetings that seem ordained by fate
Or wasted opportunities you don't see until too late
And it's strange the way it seems that the things that change our lives can seem so unimportant at the time
Piles of dusty memories in the corners of my mind
Make me want to sit and talk with all the friends I've left behind
And it's strange the way it seems that the things that change our lives can seem so unimportant at the time