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© August 16, 1999, Roy Stucky

The length of the road makes it seem like a dream
From the days when you lived by the swordlight gleam,
Taking everything to heart and grabbing both lapels
To get face to face and break out of the shell.

Egg shards melt in a nest long gone.
The tempo spins beyond the end of the song.
When looking back it's very clear
How those intersections brought us here.

The people you've met and the books you've read
Are the only ghosts that won't leave your head.
Have the shoves you gave to clutch your goal
Left you a drifting empty soul?

The man sits down in his hollow room,
He clenches his jaw but he'll swallow soon.
The only control he holds is remote
From the union of which the poets wrote.

In the evening reflections it's easy to see
You're pretty much where you planned to be.
I don't know about you but it frightens me
How little I've done with the gift of freedom.

The people you've met and the books you've read
Are the only ghosts that won't leave your head.
Have the bridges burned to clear your lane
Returned as links of millstone chain?

 
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