Drive.
That’s the only thought that comes to mind
when your destination
is anywhere but here
and your car
is fueled with the mere longing
for something more
because life has something in store
but you have to look for it
if it doesn’t come to you
and that’s what I came here to do
Now
the price of freedom
is the same price of gas
in your car
or of a hotel bed for one night
but at either rate
it’ll take you pretty far
even when the roads aren’t clear
you’ll just have to steer a little carefully
Each city along the way
has something to offer you
like you are only going to last
if you put the past behind
and move on to find
whatever you have left about yourself to define
Like New York
you feel important
just by breathing it’s air
because artistry rolls off
the people working diligently
and that city never sleeps
because you keep thinking that if you blink
you’ll miss something worth living through
And Baltimore
in it’s harbor
you’ll find
that things become more beautiful
if you shed a different light on them
In it’s aquarium
you realize how strange it is
to see
how lonely we can be
even when surrounded by others
You will also realize
that bubbles
are one of the world’s greatest amusements
to mankind
In Fredricksburg
every street
is a machine
to take you
back to a time that’s seen
the hardships
of our history
And you feel
like every corner you turn
has a new story
and you wanna learn them all
because each crack
came one by one
and where one tale ends
a new one has begun
And as it gets darker
the horizon is still something we chase
so we race down a highway where
every bridge
gets you from old to new
and a few of them
are bound to be longer that others
but stop worrying
that you’re not strong enough
or patient enough
to withstand it
or that you don’t have
enough breath
to last that tunnel
because you can handle it
cross it when you get there
enjoy the view
you’ll look back and realize
how much you grew
how you could always see
that it’s not the destination that matters
it’s the journey
No comments:
Post a Comment