Walkin on Gravel

walkin on gravel in this time
tryin to seperate this confusion and crime
idealogies philosophies tryin to save my day
walkin on gravel things stay same way

so i take a trip to a foreign lan
hopin they might have a plan
they had a plan... no solution... more confusion

they were walkin on gravel just like me
everyone tryin to be free

lookin on the childhood i once knew
wonderin why my dreams never came true
thinkin on the good things when i die
tryin to get my piece of the pie
... but i was...

walkin on gravel in those times
politicians and priests commitin more crimes

so i walk the road hopin to find
what is this confusion in my time
the quest to know when where and why
the quest to seperate truth from lie
frusration disilusions cover my track
but this is no time for turnin back
with my bare feet on the ground
walkin on gravel i know where i am bound

so i take a look what do i see
rich and poor in agony
waitin on that judgment day
hopin there will be a delay

walkin on gravel the road is long
walkin walkin have to be strong

so i walk the road round and around
always returnin to the same ground
three hundred and sixty degrees... if you please
the road has neither start nor end
neither points not even a bend
so i stopped to look
in the great book
now you may ask what did i see
but it was the solution to this mystery
after goin round and around all this time
i found that the confusion was in my mind
this mystery is there you can see
the truth lives within you and me

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