Sometimes walking Long roads
I wish I could fly
I would bid this road goodbye.
Not to be. I’m earthborn same as you.
But maybe not as sane.
Though I often wonder if
I could fly where would I go?
One place seems as good as another.
That’s one reason it would just once be nice
to have a long dream on a short road.
Might end up roosting in one of the
Many places I passed along the way.
Meantime I’ll keep on walking.
On the long road I dream a dream
I will finally arrive, a longing dream
A reason to stay, where, I cannot say.
The dream is short.
The roads are long, always
up ahead there is an horizon.
Can’t regret the road I choose.
It meander through many lives many dreams.
Knocked the corners of off to many dreams.
Legs are getting sore.
Age I guess is creeping on.
How about I stop right here?
Only problem is so many
long roads I've walked along
I don’t where here is anymore.
This one time let me dream
of flying down a short road
Wishing you, hello again hello.
All I do is walk and dream.
One day I will realize, far of fields are green.