Been a long road to follow
Been there and gone tomorrow
Without saying goodbye to yesterday.
Are the memories I hold still valid?
Or have the tears deluded them?
Maybe this time tomorrow
The rain will cease to follow
And the mist will fade into one more today.
Something, somewhere out there keeps calling.
Am I going Home?
Will I hear someone singing solace to the silent moon?
Zero gravity what's it like?
Am I alone?
Is somebody there beyond these heavy aching feet?
Still the road keeps on telling me to go on.
Something is pulling me.
I feel the gravity of it all.
