Watching scenery pass me by
Under an ever darkening sky
Wondering as the trees **** by so fast
Am I  here or just reliving the past?
Am I pounding new pavement under my feet
or am I making my  rut a tad too  deep?
Where was I yesterday?
Am I there today?
Is there a difference? I can't say.
Watching the sunset burn through the trees
I see the scene change in front of me
It is the same road I just passed
But in a different light, surpassed
Seen a new under the sky of night
Changed my mind and my worrisome flight
Even if I tread upon the same path
I walk a new road, always, at last.