The long road to no where is a silent, evil place.
It winds past broken shops and broken people.
You see your fears and your nightmares come to life.
You are bullied, beaten and scared,
As you walk the long road to no where.
And yet, on the winding road to some where,
You laugh and love,
You weep and grieve,
You live your life,
As you walk the winding road to some where.
But as you walk a road,
Where is no where,
When everywhere is some where?
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