The last mile,
one mile too far,
I ran,
was too far.
Off the cliff,
I fell for days.
If I hear,
you call down,
I don't know how,
long it took,
to reach my wanting ears.
I ran,
for you.
Not 'cause you wanted me to,
but because I needed to.
The map said,
the bridge was out.
There isn't really,
a way back.
Don't send for help,
don't say you're sorry.
I did it,
I did it to myself.
I can make it back myself.
Part of me are broken,
but I did it to myself.
one mile too far,
I ran,
was too far.
Off the cliff,
I fell for days.
If I hear,
you call down,
I don't know how,
long it took,
to reach my wanting ears.
I ran,
for you.
Not 'cause you wanted me to,
but because I needed to.
The map said,
the bridge was out.
There isn't really,
a way back.
Don't send for help,
don't say you're sorry.
I did it,
I did it to myself.
I can make it back myself.
Part of me are broken,
but I did it to myself.
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