Monday, August 07, 2006

Trading yesterday

Guess it's life on the dirt road
Walking along fields we don't know
The sky so wide, mountains so high
Makes me feel insignificant, this life

Kick dust into air, squint from the sun
Looked back and next, life's on the run
Come to a cross road, make a choice
And there's no one, cept my own voice

With every step leaves start to wilt
Sun starts going down, trees start to tilt
Photographs yellow, swings decay
This is life you say

It's life, you say.