PROBABLY BUILT IN THE FIFTIES

I might be moving to the east

to part my ways

And I will try to get something

I don`t have yet

If I do, I will look at it

for days and days

Untill I will never forget



I have heard this mental search

has made them all

take a look along the border

Having the urge

For their minds

to be lifted

to something new

I`m running to meet

my higher self



I trust the speed

Untill I have no need

to run anymore



Miles and miles I run



I hear my feet

And I hear myself breathe

heavily



I trust the speed

Untill I have no need

To run anymore



Miles and miles I run