Old Ghosts, New Skin

Step outside your door
Find yourself a map
No one’s here to laugh at you
Oxygen is free
And you were given legs
Go somewhere you’ve never been
You’re caught in a maze
So put on your best shoes
I’m sure you’ll find a way
When this whole thing ends
Call up your best friend
Tell him how you’ve been
Schedule your next trip
Make sure you go far
Don’t swallow your regret
Your clothes all on the ground
Your breath the only sound
The silence that awaits the storm
I see it in your eyes
This wild and bright green
A thirst for greater sights unseen