Who am I? I don’t remember. Time keeps passing by. I find myself in mid winter, a haze covers my eyes. I walk down this road now, no one is here to feel my pain. But, I know I have to keep moving on and I will see the sun again. I will see the sun again.
Carry on. Carry on. Put one foot in front of the other. Carry on. Carry on. What else have I to do? What else have I to do?
No I don’t know where I am going. I just can’t go where I’ve been. The winds of change keep blowing on and on. I don’t know where I’ll land. I have hope that there is more than this, that this life has more to give. One day I will make it through this dead land. I will finally start to live. I will finally start to live.