Pathways - Nu:Logic, Blake

When did we let all of our time

The sanity of our minds

Become worth less than a dollar sign

Searching for something we’ll never find

Take me back to when I thought

Everything was laced with gold

Mind was quiet, heart was full

Thought the pain was cut from a fall

But these residual feelings won’t go away

But these residual feelings won’t go away

From the games that you play

But these residual feelings won’t go away

How did we reach this point here

Nothing to show after all of these years

Chasing a hollow dream

Nothing left here for me

Take me back to when I thought

Everything was laced with gold

Mind was quiet, heart was full

Thought the pain was cut from a fall

But these residual feelings won’t go away

But these residual feelings won’t go away

From the games that you play

But these residual feelings won’t go away