What do you think……..
The Ghost of Who I Want To Be
Wandering aimlessly toward the sun
Day dreaming through the desert
Kicking up dust and bone
Sipping neat bourbon
A fugitive or a traveller
A man, a god or a no one
The traveller cherishes the land
He treads upon
As his boats glide
The sand dances a maelstrom
Nobody speaks his name
But everyone knows of him
And all that have seen
Have a different tale to tell
About where he’s heading
And where he’s been
A lone traveller
Appears a shadow of a man
Tall, dressed in black, pallid and thin
But strong, handsome, worldly and calm
His presence that of a flickering flame
An intense brightness in passing
That’s rarely seen in anyone, but him
Walks upon a road seldom travelled
Drifting like a dream
With the whole world to roam
Content and free
I see him on my travels
A ghost of who I want to be
Nobody speaks his name
But everyone knows of him
And all that have seen
Have a different tale to tell
About where he’s heading
And where he’s been
A ghost of who I want to be (repeat to fade)