Quick Escape

We have all traveled far and away
Across the sky and the sea
Beyond the speed of the trains
Without a defined destination
With no idea of where we came from

We have all traveled far and fast
Sometimes with coffee
Sometimes with bass
But all the time with memories
And all the time it ends with a bump

We have all traveled far and scared
Without the wings, we flew
Because there was nothing else to do
With no baggage, we stormed off
Like that was even possible

We have all traveled far and short
Then the bump comes to wake us
Not to come home but to be alive
It is time
To be back home, in reality


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