Sometimes the tarmac feels a little rough,
And sometimes life’s a little bit too tough,
But when you feel the glass beneath your shoes,
Remind yourself that you’ve nothing to lose.
And in the distance, like a tiny star,
Your journey’s end reminds you where you are,
The ground beneath your feet slipping away,
You think about the place you are today.
The sun beats down on soft spots on your head,
Your feet twist out with each unsteady tread,
Your hair becomes a web of life’s debris,
It’s what you sacrifice to become free.
And when you reach the city at the end,
When all you’re looking for now is a friend,
You either want to sleep or need caffeine,
But what you find is somewhere in between.