The Journey

We traveled ‘cross the sea
The endless ocean
We searched in foreign lands
In youthful years of hoping
We laid it down for all to see
We sold it all just to be set free

Move over
You’ve been relieved
It’s not over
And soon you’ll see
We’ll die here; we’ll leave it all
Have no fear. We will be strong

We traveled ‘cross the sand
The thirsty desert
In unfamiliar lands
We reaped our pleasures
We stole it all and moved along
No matter right or what they think is wrong

Move over
You’ve been relieved
It’s not over
And soon you’ll see
We’ll die here; we’ll leave it all
Have no fear. We will be strong

Now for better or worse
But somehow, a welcomed curse
But through it all we never questioned why.