Pilgrims

I was walking down

The road of broken dreams

Where leaves piled up

To fom a lonely hill

Street signs hanging

With names of people

Long forgotten by the living

Some things were never meant

I was walking down

The road of broken dreams

And came an old man saying

There's a way outta here

"Walk after, go after, run after

Where the children play"

And then I understood

Oh...oh...ohhhh

It's somewhere

Every way is gone

And I'm out here on my own

And life's saying never

To dreams that I never knew

And all that I can see

Are birds that are so free

While they fly

And I lay down

While I pray that there could be

Another view of seeing things

And remember the old man saying

"Walk after, go after, run after

Where the children play"

Amd I shook my head

Oh...oh...ohhhh

It's somewhere (somewhere)