Still I roam
Friday, March 28, 2008…and the road becomes my bride
I have stripped of all but pride
so in her I do confide
and she keeps me satisfied
gives me all I need
…and with dust in throat I crave
only knowledge will I save
to the game you stay a slave
rover, wanderer
nomad, vagabond
call me what you will
but I’ll take my time anywhere
free to speak my mind anywhere
and I’ll redefine anywhere
anywhere I may roam
where I lay my head is home
…and the earth becomes my throne
I adapt to the unknown
under wandering stars I’ve grown
by myself but not alone
I ask no one
…and my ties are severed clean
the less I have the more I gain
off the beaten path I reign
rover wanderer
nomad vagabond
call me what you will
but I’ll take my time anywhere
I’m free to speak my mind anywhere
and I’ll never mind anywhere
anywhere I may roam
where I lay my head is home
but i’ll take my time anywhere
free to speak my mind
and I’ll take my find anywhere
anywhere I may roam
where I lay my head is home
carved upon my stone
my body lie, but still I roam
wherever I may roam
(metallica)
This is another sad song for me. I dunno but though the drums vibrate in my brain, there’s part of me that the song touches. I guess this rock song softens my heart.
Roaming… going no where… maybe I am in circle that leads to no place. That’s my life now, if that is life… Resign to fate? Maybe but not now. I must keep walking, roaming this life. Someone’s waiting for me. And i made my promise.
My life is miserable and I want no, I need to make a difference for him. The way I am dealing what I have right now will not be the way I want him to live. He is the half part of my life, the other half, the one that makes me complete is waiting for me somewhere along the way.
*Taken from my other blogsyt
