You ever realize you’ve known someone your whole life… but neither of you knew it at the time? Cold mornings on a broken road, School bags heavy with silent loads. Two shadows walking the same long street, Both pretending the world was sweet. I’d slow my step, you’d speed yours up, Both of us careful, both heads down. Didn’t know the fear we shared Was the same storm blowing through town. You in the house with the government sign, Me in the one where the shouting lived. Different doors, same kind of nights, Too young learning how to forgive. Two kids on the same road, Keeping distance to stay safe. Neither one knowing we were running the same race. We walked the same side of the street Years before we’d ever meet. Two strangers carrying the weight Of storms we thought we had to face alone. Funny how the roads all bend, Life brings the story back again. Turns out the past was never far, We were survivors from the start. Different years and different scenes, Same small towns and broken dreams. Friends of friends and circles wide, Threads of lives that intertwine. Then one day the stories start, You say a name, I know the part. You say the road, I see the place, Two memories share the same space. Turns out we walked it side by side, Two scared kids with nowhere to hide. Both just trying to make it through A world that didn’t feel built for you. All those years we thought we were alone. But the road was full of ghosts who looked just like us. We walked the same side of the street Long before we’d ever speak. Two quiet boys in different shoes Trying not to lose their way. Now we laugh and shake our heads, Thinking of the miles we tread. Funny how the truth appears, We were never strangers here. Sometimes the people meant to walk beside you… are already on the road. You just don’t know it yet.
