Jubokko & Gravel
Gravel Gravel
You ever notice how a path through the woods gets carved by footsteps, just like the roads I travel get worn by the soles of my boots?
Jubokko Jubokko
The trees keep the map of your steps, like I keep the echo of every intrusion. When the wind turns, even the worn path blurs back into the forest.
Gravel Gravel
Yeah, the trees remember where you trampled but they’re all the same when the wind flips the whole damn map, so if you’re looking for directions, just stick to the road and hope it doesn’t turn into a maze.
Jubokko Jubokko
Roads can twist, but the forest never forgets where you’ve been. If you want to stay on track, remember the old paths that keep their shape.