So why do i keep walking
No one put me here
Do I even really want here?
Or am i just a hostage to my fear
My hopes and dreams grew heavy
So i left them far behind
And my faith has been cremated
By the deserts burning eyes
I leave a trail of my own ashes
From the urn thats in my hand
Across the desert sand
Why do i keep walking?
When i know i should turn back
But if i stop i might just miss him turning in his tracks
And reaching out across the desert sands







