The Path - Jenny Wilson

I wanted to be born

So I crawled out in the middle of the night

Out of my mother

I looked at the stars

And I looked at the bushes

Then I crawled along the path

Whistling*

In a pair of dusty shoes

I walked a long my youth

I was left with a number of needs to please

The more I walked the more they increased

«we have to eat bring us food for peace!»

And quicker than you turn a silver coin

The magic, the childhood

The night was all gone

Oh will I always walk alone?

Oh man I think so

Oh will I always walk alone?

Oh man they say so

Later on

I found me a horse and a rifle

This power should save my lif

Bang!

I fired a shot in the sky

For gods sake someone could have died

And the horse it kicked backwards (ooh)

And the hoove it hit my head (Auch!)

Then I was all knocked out

For a decade

Oh will I always walk alone?

Oh man I think so

Oh will I always walk alone?

Oh man they say so

Ten years later I opened my eyes

I stared at the bushes and searched the sky

How many losses?

How many earnings?

Do I know love, or only yearning?

No one lay here next to the fire

With a baby born on my chest to admire

Dont crawl away from me yet little boy

I know a path but it can wait little boy