There are moments in life where I can feel my foot fall right into
my own footprint.

One foot after another, following fate's path, the exact way I was meant to go.

Then there are days that I make my own path
With brand new tracks
Like clean sand washed flat by the waves
And maybe I am veering off

But I know I'll get back to the moment where I can feel myself be in the right place I'm meant to be.