I see myself counting the days
Although i dont know when ill return
These endless days turn into endless nights
Sunsets, sunrise
Soil stains and receeds in the cracks of my palm
Sunkissed cheeks,
Cigar burning my chapped lips
I came here by choice
I came here by chance
No one to catch me as I stumble
As I struggle to catch a grip
No one to carry the weight...
But my bones

Dehydrated veins
Compromised soul
A determination to conquor
Not the land but the person within

Im no hopeless wanderer
Just a lonesome forester