Journeys of A Man

Monday, June 09, 2008

I'm a lost vagabond
with hair of fading blonde
and tired blue eyes
it's high time i get wise
I'm a lost vagabond, in my mind

what's the future hold
time, or so I'm told
they call it eternity
but is it waiting for me
I'm a lost soul, falling behind

What's the path
to avoid the wrath
dreams of the young
uttered from infant tongues
wished and made in time

i'm a whisper
or a ghost if you prefer
endlessly tangled and caught
in a web of useless thoughts
have I been blind

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