And I don't know, I could crash and burn but maybe
At the end of this road I might catch a glimpse of me
So I won't worry about my timing
I want to get it right
No comparing, second-guessing, no not this time
Three months and I'm still breathing
Been a long road since those hands I left my tears in
But I know it's never really over
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Three months and our hero's still standing.
Three months and he's still learning.
Three months of good days and bad.
Three months of realizing he can never go back, no matter how tempting it feels sometimes.
Three months down and life to go.
Our hero looks into the mists of the daily unknown, takes a breath, and continues walking.
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