Roads
At it’s end, the end of it,
I saw something, did I see?
Lost I thought, I was.
But the lights led me through all those roads.
Roads, roads, roads and roads
You and Me we all do belong,
Some do cheat, some play fair,
But once they are done, they seldom care.
Urge I felt, while I walked down,
To look right back, to dash back,
To know why I took the path I choose
Though I knew what I was finding though
Was it my greed?, was it my fight,?
But then everybody has their own fight
But on my part I had enough
Greed it was, I knew certain.
Ecstatic, I too wanted to feel,
Had been enough and done and through
Down the hill…
There wasn’t a light, It wasn’t a source
Perhaps , No indeed it was me.
Loner I stand, Loner I stood
In this path, or ever in my life.
Loner I know I will always stand
No one to heed, None to look about.
I choose what I had, hadn’t I, ? Did I?
Coming back again to the same cross roads.
Again I start Looking at the far end,
To see what I want, to make it happen.
Roads, roads, roads and roads
You and me, all of us stand,
Some will cheat, some would play fair
And once they are done again
Will they ever bother to care?
At it’s end, the end of it,
I saw something, did I see?
Lost I thought, I was.
But the lights led me through all those roads.
Roads, roads, roads and roads
You and Me we all do belong,
Some do cheat, some play fair,
But once they are done, they seldom care.
Urge I felt, while I walked down,
To look right back, to dash back,
To know why I took the path I choose
Though I knew what I was finding though
Was it my greed?, was it my fight,?
But then everybody has their own fight
But on my part I had enough
Greed it was, I knew certain.
Ecstatic, I too wanted to feel,
Had been enough and done and through
Down the hill…
There wasn’t a light, It wasn’t a source
Perhaps , No indeed it was me.
Loner I stand, Loner I stood
In this path, or ever in my life.
Loner I know I will always stand
No one to heed, None to look about.
I choose what I had, hadn’t I, ? Did I?
Coming back again to the same cross roads.
Again I start Looking at the far end,
To see what I want, to make it happen.
Roads, roads, roads and roads
You and me, all of us stand,
Some will cheat, some would play fair
And once they are done again
Will they ever bother to care?