A Walk on a Broken Road - Excalion

It feels like yesterday

When I was told a little tale

About a broken road

A tale of fortune and of fame

There was a time

When a man couldn’t find his kind

There was a rhyme

Which made a man make up his mind

In those lines I heard you say

Fare well on your way

There every root and stone and wishing well

Has a tale to tell

The air that I breathe

Is made of dreams and memories

Of past and future days

And countless new pathways

When I look behind

I see my footprints on the road

Those remind of the time

When your haven always welcomed me

In those lines I heard you say

Fare well on your way

And when the broken road turns home again

There’s a tale to tell