days
take days
somewhere along the way
we forgot
when we had less we knew this
when we saw the world
through the eyes of a wren
we are the dreamers
of the vanishing point
where the road and the sky
and our journey ends
we are the dreamers
who will never reach
any kind of end
not this day
nor the next
nor any day
days are here
and they are just days
.
Roads 