The Way

I walk along an empty road,
searching for a place to go,
but there are borders all around
and at the end of our ways there is just the death.

I walk along an empty way,
don’t wanna find a place to stay.
There is no destination in my mind,
will be free and stay alive.


Creative Commons CC BY-NC-ND by Meas Wolfstatze
(geschrieben am 29.07.2011)

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