I often dream of nights that set, and watch the rising sun
And I've spoke to you of life, and of the battles I had won
A warm wind blowing memories, makes me long for home
But a cold wind blows much harder, and it makes me want to roam

Let me go, from this lonely land
Before my dreams all vanish, like water in the sand
Let me run from this lonely place
Before my dreams are shattered, by a love I can't erase

I look to find the meaning, of the path that I am on
And I hope that my direction, will not make me walk alone
I struggle for the answers, to the questions that remain
Around the world, I've touched the sun, and now I'm back again

Let me go, from this lonely land
Before my dreams all vanish, like water in the sand
Let me run from this lonely place
Before my dreams are shattered, by a love I can't erase



From the song Battles, lyrics by Bobby Barth

very nice

that's deep, man

I thought it may be appropriate for the day...