Two paths diverge into one way
While the darkness slowly comes out
A tree subdivides two sides
The moon merges to a bright light
The sun is gone
The trees whistle
And I would rather choose the one less taken
As at the end
The adventurous always wins
And two paths diverge into one way
While the darkness slowly comes out
A tree subdivides two sides
The moon merges to a bright light
The sun is gone
The trees whistle
And I would rather choose the one less taken
As at the end
The adventurous always wins
And two paths diverge into one way
