Where are they going
Where will they be found
What are they looking for
Before theyre buried in the ground

What journey are they on
What missive to deliver
Im Standing in the cold
and Im starting to shiver

Watching this parade
Wondering wholl be first
Feeling a terrible hunger
and having a terrible thirst

Whats the answer
Where will it be found
Will I find my prize
Before Im buried in the ground

Searching the passing faces
hoping for a touch
looking for religion
hoping for a crutch

where am I to be bound
as I join the stream
seeking myself
before Im buried in the ground

when I look deep in my heart
and Im not sure I like what Ive found
can I ever change it
before Im lost and pushed down

shut your laughing hole
and stop your snickering
who are you making your bargain with
with who are you dickering

you make believe
you like what youve found
youve bought your truth
like treasure buried in the ground

Where are we going
Where will we be found
What are we looking for
Before were buried in the ground

Where are you going
Where will you be found
What are you looking for
Before youre buried in the ground

03/04/2008

Author's Note: Im sittin on the back porch Looking over the meadow Im thinking I see something moving Down over yonder Deep in the woods Moving through the trees Yep, there goes another one Another one Like others Ive see before I used to wonder where they were going so strong cause their face was set With no real direction But they seemed to be makin good time

Posted on 03/04/2008
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