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Choosing your path but falling behind

A trail dimly lit and, at times, hard to find

Sealing your fate while keeping your stride

Creating the rules by which you abide

Looking ahead and re-writing the past

Tending the fields that will be sown at last

Follow the red road of the sun if you can

But no one can blaze such a trail through the land

Kiiš θwa! Lakwa!

Long is the quest to the road that is good

Where visions erode from the hills where they stood

Stay on your course when the day loses light

And find your way home 'til the dawn ends the night

Seeking your truth, lighting the way

Waiting a lifetime for wise words to say

Mountains to climb, burdens to bear

An internal fire that's gasping for air

And so it has been through this rhyme

When the sun seems to set one last time

Be awoken by rays of its light from up high

Searching alone in the sky