Everyday Ι walk over similar roads,
And in every way the same memories replay.
As my feet bring me to the places, my mind brings me to other times.
Back then, and today
The bricks on the ground are still the same,
And the stories beneath them haven't changed.
The concrete of the memory may diminish
But the aura of the road remains.
So I move, and I search,
and I look for new roads with no stains
to make new beginnings.
So I can walk on
with an undamaged mind
and carry above my feet
a free soul.
But yes, I know I know
That until I let go,
of what I don't want,
running away will only bring me so far.
Until I let go, and release the past
My pain is only going to stay
All I can do, is work and wait.
Create more stories on my roads
And forgive the old ones which stain my heart.
Just live and laugh, and adventure on without fear.
Until one day the auras of the roads have cleared.
And I can walk on with peace on my own.