I live on the road
I love on the go.
I want to settle down
I have no home
I text with a phone
I shout with a moan
I want to be heard
I have no voice
I give what can be given
I ask for nothing
I cry for loving
I am so alone
I now see an answer
I now see a plan
I took my life
I was but a man.
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