so i walk with my head up
constantly searching for answers in the sky.
sometimes i walk with my head down
looking for answers in the stones
reading the scattered lines
on the surface of the road .
with heavy eyelids
but a warm heart
searching for a place
which is not my home
ready to accept and put back together
fallen pieces
while the moon moans.
some roads lead me to you
some just make me feel alone.
so i walk with my head up
because the moon looks crazy today
and this feeling just wont let go .
a street welcomes new lands
another rushes back home.
No comments:
Post a Comment