Driving
Who really takes the wheel
as you drive
towards new horizons, so real
you may never decide
what choice must you make
which path to choose
in order to find your destination
and which path it leads to
But don't take it from me
Cause I cannot drive
or find the meaning of which
gear to shift
As I head forward in life
trying to find a reason for being
searching for a sign
but nothing tends to show me
any reason why
As I try and drive
roads become endless
with too much to leave behind
and besides, traffic jams are infinite
oh how did I get to the point
where all hope seemed lost
and mistakes happen as I pass on
each passerby trying to cross
the endless boulevards of doom
and the possibility of sucess uncertain
I made that mistake before...but
was I in control when it happened?
Had the gaps gotten larger?
And my! did somebody have the nerve
to cut me off the path i was driving
forcing me to swerve
I try to find my way through the throngs
Tossing and turning about
like a cruise ship about to hit an iceberg
with its time and luck running out
By then I either got my bearings
or maybe learned the hard way my mistakes
the reasons, why I fear to drive
on the path I was destined to take
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