I'm walking away, I'm walking alone in this land of sand like a massive dune. I keep walking but I can't see where I've been, I don't see where I'm going and I wonder why. I could collapse and my actions can speak louder then words, I thought we all learned from it all, but instead maybe its not so bad to take that dive and fall. If I came as I was, would I still hear the call? Maybe its my time to go, maybe I should've died years ago, but for now what more can I do then keep on going. For now I guess thats the way it goes.
