I put that bottle down
When I hit rock bottom.
I think I was in a free fall
So I could one day fly.
Playing games,
Wearing an empty heart,
And lighting matches so they could burn out.
But the feel of a stranger's kiss means nothing,
Just a wake up call to walk away
And find that real, honest thing
I was searching for.
Then feeling that fire in my soul that I missed so much
Set those bridges ablaze that only led to places I didn't want to go.
And to everything there is a season,
A time to see, to plant,
To harvest.
The time has come.
I have always wandered,
But now I am adventuring with a purpose.