Some Old Guy's
Writings
Weary by the Midway
Walking by the wall that is the end
Every panel looking just the same
Is the gap where life begins again
Up the hill and lying without blame?
Seeing every fork in every road
Reflected through the rear-view mirror's eyes
Down in the dust where every stick and stone
Disappear with the waning of the light
I'm riding with the sun
There's room for another one
Where the lights are getting low
Downtime before the show
Sit there and take a break
All life is what's at stake
Don't even try to start
Just lay down all the cards
The road less traveled I was told before
Would take me where I really want to be
Wondering if it's not true anymore
If someone out there really waits for me
Dark skies hardly showing any warmth
Though the clouds are never really there
Rains that call the answer more than once
Washing down the world that never cared
I'm moving with the earth
Kicking up much more than dirt
Don't stop and wait for the dark
To put fear back in my heart
Tricks never disagree
Flew another one past me
If it was worth the wait
Will you be there by the gate?