TRAVELING MAN

TRAVELING MAN

 

 

 

I’m a traveling man you see

 

I travel on my own

 

Alone

 

Deep inside to parts unknown.

 

Some say the voices I hear

 

Are whispers of a soul

 

Speaking my immortality

 

As each passing day

 

I slowly fade away.

 

Voices that silently shout the key to my mystery.

 

I’ve been to places dark and dim

 

Places I wish I had never been.

 

I try to listen carefully

 

To understand what they are telling me.

 

But lost I am in Mind’s own fear

 

As I journey into dark corners

 

Far and near

 

But

 

A traveling man am I

 

And journey I will to the end

 

And beyond

 

Until  my t raveling days are gone.

 

 

 

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