taking my time hearing the echoes

this has nothing to do with anything and everything to do with everything
i'm just wondering where i'll be in a few years
i don't even mind not knowing:

i'm taking my time
in the search for a purpose
taking my time
on the way to the booth
taking my time
waiting for laughter
taking my time
looking for truth
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i saw the girls today. when i first changed schools in 8th grade, i met them first, and it was just the three of us. i'm glad we stayed together so long, i feel good with them. and we can talk about the things that matter. it's like the echo of old times. i miss my roommates a lot though, that's another three i hope stays a long while.
speaking of echoes:
are you running away (away....away...way....way)
look around (round...round...round...round)
usually now i can step back and look at my life and notice that i'm happy. i didn't used to be able to do that.
look around (round...round...round)
loving home (home... home...home...home....home).