It's weird because whenever I finally decided to hit the hay, that is when the thoughts come.
I can be sitting up all night trying to come up with some rhyme scheme, and completely fall flat.
That is up until I am about ten minutes from zoning out..and then BOOM. It happens.
So here is another late night rambling, I call it...Free.
I don’t want to live with any regrets
I don’t want to live with any pain
Maybe I just want to walk this road alone
So I can trace a path from where I came.
So I can wonder to new horizons.
Sit and watch a rising sun
Feel the ground below my feet
And feel alive through what I’ve done.
For as a bird will always fly
And the stars will always fall
I’ve got to travel down this path
Or I won’t be anything, at all.
I don’t want to live with any pain
Maybe I just want to walk this road alone
So I can trace a path from where I came.
So I can wonder to new horizons.
Sit and watch a rising sun
Feel the ground below my feet
And feel alive through what I’ve done.
For as a bird will always fly
And the stars will always fall
I’ve got to travel down this path
Or I won’t be anything, at all.
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