| Toss those bags back on the road I won't need them. My heart is free my soul soaring with the hieghts My feet walking the roads untread The woes and worries gone dead away My spirit lifted up and set wild Never again shall I wander this way say your goodbyes now I'm leaving for the path of self I'll walk alone fire and ice will test my metal and should I pass my pride will mold the rest of my life. |