Road trip

Now and again I long
to ride away
where not a soul has gone
but some place none felt alone

Now and again I long
to sneak away
from the crowd to wilds
seeking solace far and away

Now and again I wonder
why I run away
is it for blissful solitude
or awful loneliness from which to hide away?

Now and again I long
to ride away..

Oct 22, 2007