In times of hardship
in times of sadness
there's a place the traveler can let his mind return to.....home.
I still don't know what kind of past the traveller abandoned when he left his home behind.
I still do't know what kind of sorrow he bears
but the traveller can keep walking foward because he has something which sustains him.
A place which accepts him.
He can walk foward step by careful step.
Originally posted on myspace on July 22, 2006