Road

Being on the road Morning just starts The sun is warm The sky is clear I begging to walk With no destination I feel the wind Blowing promises Of fun I should not turn away The house Is here Where my feelings Are save I am good And hopeful I'm the road That breaks the towns I'm the road That never ends In time In place The road Never ends Climbing The highest peaks Entering The darkest forests Falling In my own abyss Resting When strength is over Flying Even without wings Recovering The full energies Driving My own road My road doesn't die My road goes high My road is there It's everywhere My road Is formed By the stones Of my life My road doesn't die My road goes high My road is there It's everywhere My road Is formed By the stones Of my life