Though I need not travel here I walk this path today I may not be in the right place But I’m here just the same I carry onward high and low Searching all the while Mesmerized by all I see By all that I do find
Daisy Knox's Tales of Love, Life and Murder
When I run out of books to read, I write my own
Though I need not travel here I walk this path today I may not be in the right place But I’m here just the same I carry onward high and low Searching all the while Mesmerized by all I see By all that I do find