If Sunset needed reason
I would have to know
This dawn that I'm leaving
someone will find
When night falls -
My road calls
I could have picked a season
Waiting for the Fall
This Spring that I'm leaving
someone will sing
Before long -
My road song
Clouds, I've often followed to the rain -
Should I explain
How I've touched the skyline without strain?
I always hear the road song
Passing through, I knew
The dust that I'm leaving
no one will mind
The Wind blows -
My road goes.
