The Long Road Home

The road is the long way home, wherever it is that we roam.

You may see beauty or face your fears. Every place has its doubts and

tears. They say it's not about the place we seek, but the path

we walk, both strong and weak. But since the dawn of time,

the destination's always been the climb. Is it the journey that we live for?

Or the reason we leave, the reason we soar? Maybe it's both,

maybe it's not. But every step we take, we're caught in the plot.

No matter the road, no matter the strain, we're all headed