Been a long road to follow,
Been there and gone tomorrow
Without saying goodbye to yesterday.
Are the memories I hold still valid?
Or have the tears deluded them?

Maybe, this time tomorrow
The rain will cease to follow,
And the mist will fade into one more today.
Something somewhere out there keeps calling.

I going home?
Will I hear someone singing solace to the silent moon?
Zero gravity, what's it like?

I alone?

Is somebody there beyond these heavy aching feet?
Still the road keeps on telling me to go on.
Something is pulling me -
I feel the gravity of it all...