the last road

roads and roads b4 me i ponder
looking onto the roads out yonder
so many of them crossing my path
crossing my smile, crossing my rath
entering a phase of darkness soul
where there is no light or self control
ur mind is lost in the musical notes
no one jokes cuz we are in the same boat
we curiously look into the eyes of the last road
for what it holds we will never know

and i keep moving along ignoring the stalking
i hear so many voices but i keep on walking
hateful phrases and unwishful thinking
if this goes on then this boat will be sinking
negitive minds lead to negitive reactions
and with we got those we will have negitive attractions
we have so much on our shoulders but only one mouth to feed
through the last road we probably have no time to dream

dont move to fast or else u are doomed to fall
the worst thing that will happen is that u lose it all
on the road somewhere it will be lost
so keep a slow pace and u wont have to pay that cost
as i look ahead i see the footsteps fading
over time its been through paving
there is no longer dirt that witholds the inmprint of feet
now all it is is dusty and cracked concrete
but the road to happiness isnt always smooth
i guess that is what im trying to get to
as we all no, for we have all gone through sadness
thats just the first step to life long madness

as i go along i begin to understand even more
that sometimes ok to go through doors
you must except that people will die
hearts will be broken and tears will be cried
when people get old they get sick
its just one of those things you gotta live with
and as much as u love them u cant keep them forever
but there soul is something u will always remember

and as the road keeps curving to the left and the right
u think to yourself is this really worth living this life
but as you consider it becomes to late
when it comes to making up your mind you shouldnt hesitate
roads and roads b4 i ponder
these roads b4 me way out yonder
so many have crossed my path
crossed the line and have felt the rath
but then there are others who admire every breath they take
and cherish every momement that they are awake
those are the roads that are long and have loose gravel
those are the kinda of roads id like to travel
but we still look curiously into the last road
for the fortunes it holds we will never no







JC