South Border Pilgrims
I was walking down The road of broken dreams Where leaves piled up To form 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)
