This Road Keeps Winding And Dividing

This road keeps winding and dividing. Boomeranging to even up the score This road keeps winding and dividing Like trees with branches torn from above apart Like birds' feathers that haven't quite alighted their chains That haven't yet learnt to fly their bars in good time And have fallen off their perch rebuffed out of love. This road keeps winding and dividing. Boomeranging to even up the score Walking through jail walls, walls without a finite heart Entered like a tomb, walked like a forest in the night Without a single beginning or end A maze that ends in a fortress of the living dead. Let me find some Grace, leave this maze. This road keeps winding and dividing. Boomeranging to even up the score And I just don't get it anymore How a love was saved seconds from defeat And later got wed. And rid themselves of their manacles. And flew like a bird without any theory. How they rose above the flames The flames that wanted to take their lives back.