Left Behind

I look at people's shoes And see their feet wald by I've given up on counting Was left with a sigh How many miles they walked How many miles they'll go If I was in their shoes I still wouldn't know I left a footprint on the shore I had to leave what I adore The ground has shown itself quite mellow The sea is soft, the flags are yellow I'm working on the trace Out of the embrace Some people walk straight lines Their laces have been tied Some people make good plans They want to make things right I'd surely like to be A master of that art With my bad orientation That might turn out hard I left a broken shell behind I have to move so I can find A coat to cover my skin's bareness A way to grow my mind's awareness Before i become A little too numb There are a few Who look at what others do They know which way is best The best way for you But still the choice is yours You may do as they said Can't blame somebody else If that advice is bad I look at people's shoes And see a few like mine I wonder if they like The course of their own line I look into some eyes And realise in fact There are a few I like To whom i connect I left the roots that were attached To change them for a pair that matched I have to make my own decisions Want to live up to my visions Before I become A little too numb (Dank an Lena für den Text)