Road to Nowhere, Endlessly

Once again, I find this road beneath my feet, This path to nowhere, where dreams and sorrows meet. My heart yearns for a day when dreams may bloom, On this road again, beneath the silver moon. God tears pages from His holy book of life, Creating people fragile, their hands full of strife. Yet I tear them from their path, each one I rend, One by one they fall, on this message I won't bend. Verse 2: They pile high, reaching for the sky so grand, Their pleas for mercy, God doesn't understand. Judged as heretics, in the holy pyre, Consumed by flames, their hopes retire. I find myself again on this lonesome road, Carrying life's mysteries, an ever-growing load. Hoping for the day when the journey will end, On this road again, where time seems to bend. Beside me, my shadow, counting steps in the night, Behind me, faces smile, guiding with their light. Under the moon's glow, I lay them in the dirt, Each step forward, a testament to my exert. Through rivers, over mountains, faces come and go, Some leave their marks, while others' faces I stow. Stepping on the fallen, I climb this steep ascent, On this road to nowhere, on this journey never meant. Again, I find myself on this winding Beside me, my shadow, counting steps in the night, Behind me, faces smile, guiding with their light. Under the moon's glow, I lay them in the dirt, Each step forward, a testament to my exert. Through rivers, over mountains, faces come and go, Some leave their marks, while others' faces I stow. Stepping on the fallen, I climb this steep ascent, On this road to nowhere, on this journey never meant. Again, I find myself on this winding road, Where past and present in my mind explode. Hoping for a day, my dreams will find their key, On this road again, where I long to be free. Once more, I find this road beneath my feet, This journey to nowhere, where heart and horizon meet. Praying that one day, my dreams will come to see, Me on this road again, the man I long to be. Again, I find myself on this winding road, Where past and present in my mind explode. Hoping for a day, my dreams will find their key, On this road again, where I long to be free. (outro:) Once more, I find this road beneath my feet, This journey to nowhere, where heart and horizon meet. Praying that one day, my dreams will come to see, Me on this road again, the man I long to be.