About the road what can be said
of the many paths it can take
No matter what direction we choose
always ends with the same mistakes
Could we in one place ever stay?
let the grass grow from under our feet
just watch this world idly rotate
from this civilization secrete
Would this world be any different?
should our association with it dissolve?
Would our presence ever be missed
If we never ever get involved?
Do our actions have any merit?
Can our existence be justified?
Do we exist merely to exhale?
not live but merely survive