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the wondering s of where we are going ,,, |
If a man spends enough time alone Will he find the answers he’s searching for Must he look deep with in his mortal soul Or is he missing something so much more If he looks far from where he is Will a lie some how become the truth So If he starts chasing younger dreams Will it bring back any part of his youth Created in the image of god or at least that’s what we’re told Nothing these days is ever good enough Still reaching for that endless pot of gold Why is it so hard to take life for what it is Why can’t it be just like when we were kids I’m some where between evergreen and dust in the wind Hoping perhaps maybe some day I can smile And look back on my life and say look where I’ve been So many years behind me And hoping for so many more to go Will I get the chances I wish for that drive me For This in it self I will never know True as the world changes around me I will walk my path laid out before my feet And hope I never taste the bitterness That others have shown of jealousy and greed In which the legacy I leave behind me Is no more lesser or greater than the life I truly lead |