“If you follow; I will too.
Don’t warn me of the dangers that lie ahead;
experience is more potent than stories simply said.
If you know what to do, I will too.
The road we take
is the journey destined to be told
as adventures are unplanned
just daring for us to be bold.
Taunting as the map may seem,
living this life is no ordinary dream.
History’s repetition is just part of the theme,
history’s repetition shows the world can be mean
Your vision may be foggy
with clouds of greater perhaps,
promise to keep your head held high
and push through with every ounce of pride
as the scenery cries “If you know what to do, I will too.”
There’s a widow acting perfectly fine
but deep down wondering why
two hearts can perfectly combine
and two roads can intertwine
but a final destination is never reached together
as one runs away for forever.
“I found a metronome
to keep time going at a steady pace
hoping to make everything last.
But time can never be erased
like the last memory of your face.
Now I sit here alone on this planet
with memories as my guide,
I don’t know where I’m going
without you to confide.
Because you knew what to do
to get where you wanted to go;
it just took you less time than the rest of us.
Now you call heaven your home.
And so, if you follow the road
with every ounce of passion,
you may not know where you’re going
but at least you know where you’ve gone;
hopefully these chords will strike you
to understand nothing is ever wrong”
cried the widow.