Traveler

I am a vagabond on the street I walk on the antiquity of these pathetic feet calloused twisted determined to walk away determined to run away fast as i can I skulk the city waiting for the right time venturing out of tunnels after midnight happy alone in a dingy bus depot with all the other lonely ones leaving going standing sleeping there is a traveler's song inside me moves me takes me to one place after another I board anticipating the highway wet with rainbows still visible I board anticipating traffic due to oil slick streets I board anticipating the bump of dirt roads headed south I eagle eye every and anything birds trees rivers mountains people I am the traveler folded into my seat nestle into the beat music from my ipod nano a passenger passing through time passing through space going from place to place I am a swell leaving once more this is where we come with a ticket to another place traveling so far off the face of this end of earth riding days to nevada suitcases satchels instruments backpacks headed out west stragglers newly release prisoners wearing sunglasses with no sun on the run just like me I wanna run away to be free can't face another day in this place called home I rather write love songs listen to truckers adventures all the women along the way hotels and motel 6 no goodbyes at the end one stop after another a new place a new face I am who I want to be transcending with time my sleep is restless I wake talking in tongues a struggle between dreams and reality So I wanna reach deep kissing fascination test my imagination I wanna walk the highest bridge tippy toe to the edge pitch evil ties to the sides that is choking my spirit I wanna ditch belonging attached by blood which drips sorrow of past generations I wanna rule me I'm a runaway feeling oh so good... © 2010 Lepadah Posted by Lepadah at 2:34 PM