Little Steps

Like a steam engine that’s out of coal
Rolling along the track, without my goal
And the master feeds the flame
I run and run, hiding this shame

And so when the time has come
No directions left to run
Getting ready to switch lanes
Forgetting the former friend’s name

Carriages behind me pushing me back
Warriors ahead with a lack of tact
Failing at the finish, once again
Forced out, of the arms of men

And the circus finally leaves town
Still stood a small boy, more of a frown
Find his destiny, he did not
So off he goes, away to be shot

Path finding, the hardest of chores
And leading this life, the yawn of all bores
So middle road and we seem to be stuck
Some clients just have all the darnn luck

So I present my balance sheet to the holder of keys
He attempts to force, but I never pray on my knees
Even here I feel misplaced and alone
Staring up at an empty throne

For the wandering soul shall never know home
Damned to an eternity, walking alone
And then a spark of hope appears
Washes away the dread of years

A small light in a long and twisted corridor
The afterimage burns bright, he is wanting more
And so off we walk, seeking brightness new
Crying hard, because the brightness was not you