Exile

For once I can say
The day ended plain
There wasn't a sadness that turned the world grey
Nothing and nobody really appeared
It was like everything stopped, like it all disappeared

What really happened was they all threw me off
I begged to turn back but I stopped during a resounding cough
No smiles, no tears, nothing to fear
Just me on my way in the opposite direction with a half empty beer

Alcohol, drugs, whatever keeps me fine
If it can keep me walking the line, finding the signs
Just noticing now that the road will never wind

I'll never find my way home
I'll never turn back and say hm...I'm feeling alone
I'll keep walking and the cold will do the talking
I won't stop till I'm far away

I'll find myself a corner where I can collapse
And from that point on I will never relax
I'll always be in motion with my heart, never going too fast, not a stop not a start
I'll walk so far I'll end up back in this very spot
Although my choice is I'd rather get shot

Cities and people, I'll see them all
I'll walk to all of them, they'll watch me fall