i have known no direction
so freely did i roam
life was but to sqaunder
only dreams of home,
i fought since i was born
without a reason as to why
so i lived only for livin
tomorrow i might die,
a fool offered chances
without thought of good or bad
just the shinest ones taken
all was what i "once" had,
across this life's plain
tumbled as a cloud in the sky
sometimes easy and restin
but with the wind i am ready to fly.