Where You Are Going To

The first thousand miles

On ambition stale

The world of diamond smiles

And a spotlight glare

And no one asks where you came from

Or where you’re going to

The next ten thousand miles

Becomes a race

And the body was never tired

Of the hands you have to shake

And no one asks where you came from

Or where you’re going to

When every seed is sown and battles won

All this froth and foam or is the best yet to come

And no one asks where you came from

Or where are you going to