Traveling days
Holding up the mask
And getting away
Be conscious as we go
Through the motions
And go
Traveling days
Holding up the mask
And getting away
Be conscious as we go
Through the motions
And go
Will the future be
Better than the past
What will come soon
Hopefully will last
For a very long time
And make us all better
As we go
Up now
Later than I should
Working later hours
Doing all I could
So don’t wait up
I will make it to bed soon
My bound title
Is something I have earned
My name
Is nothing more
Than what I have learned
A near future
Is a dear future
And dear future
I hope is better
Than today
The sacrificial soul
Taken down
So others can rise
Given away a chance
With the morning sunrise
But guilty before proven
I have a tough time choosing
Between
Right and wrong
When human past indicates
We are seldom right
And mostly wrong
Hope night
As it goes on and on
One has to awaken
At the early dawn
But a moments hope
Is born in a few seconds
The hope to go on
And grow
In the light
Of tomorrow
New path
Starts with a step
In the right direction
Right or left
At the intersection
Of hope and doscovery
We move on together
You and me
What interests at heart
Do we have in the country
When we are down
On our luck
And running out of patience
Lenience must be given
To start again
In a time when
All our luck
Has run thin
Street jeans
Worn everyday
Out on the road
Looking for a home
There are the same
Jeans
I wore
From a year ago
And many more