I just want to stay on track,
be in control before I crash.
I see the light in sight.
I shall be alright.
This storm won't take me home tonight.

I'm cutting corners, slamming doors;
another way to flee the storm.
I'm running but that doesn't make me afraid.
I am overcoming, becoming brave.
All those days I wasted away.

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