The Mission: Become The Movement

Travel Down Your Path

I tried to love you too much

So much, that my heart could break

As fate would have it,

And luck allow it,

The pieces were yours to take

Build a path to your glass house

With the pieces of my heart that's yours

If I can take it,

And I make it,

I'll survive the rain that pours

And in that house, atop your throne

You'll heave the most beautiful stones

If I can dodge them,

And I endure them,

I'll travel your path of bones

Once I arrive, by your side

And recover my broken heart

I'll leave you there,

Run away from there,

And hope it tears you apart