Still continuing down a road much less traveled,
And all along the way I meet the most interesting people,
The flowers are something to take note of as I pass through this grass plain,
Away on the wind I go,
Just walking to the destination in which I am heading for,
How long will it be before my arrival,
The ways that this all ties together and seems to fall apart,
To just be woven into some almost to the point,
That it no longer make sense to others,
To be apart of something and believe so much,
To follow this dream and attain,
All that I seek and look for,
This is our night,
On this breeze I will pass by
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