Shoes boots sandals
Dusty patent dirty
Cleaned polluted washed
Sometimes full of passengers
From voices running wild
Sometimes completely desert
Invoking sadness and misery
Roads where we walk every day
Roads we love roads we hate
Roads of life and death
Roads
roads
roads
That lead us to nowhere.
2 comments:
There is a lot of roads, but there is one, narrow way - a lot of people wil avoid it.
I wish You going throug narrow way, against stream. Greetings from Poland.
Thank you for comment Zim. I think I made my choice already.
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