Some road walked by yourself
I am on the road
With mama’s biscuit and papa’s raincoat
CD plays Bob Dylan
Murmuring tangled up in blue
Evoking you think of some time ago
After many years you go back
Is the building still there
Are the people still the same
Many roads you got to walk by yourself
Like the one head down to the CT room
Like the one pushed into the operating table
What I was thinking then
probably nothing but a little unease
What I am thinking now
Probably nothing but a little peace
Growing up brings you peace
Peacefully give up the safeness
Peacefully let go the comfortableness
I am going for a walk alone
To decipher some unknown
