Every five mistakes I make
Leave a trail of mud and stone;
Every time I take a break,
I end up out here, alone —
Any path can be the same
When our troubles are ourselves:
Every five mistakes I make
Turn hellos into
Farewells
Every Five Mistakes
Muddy dirt road covered with fallen leaves and tree trunks on a sunny day in autumn, Utrechtse Heuvelrug, Netherlands
