Road
Having rather been a has-been than a never-was
I am grateful to have once believed in Santa Claus
And I look back now with no regrets at all because
It all went down according to how it had to be
For the pieces of the puzzle to become this me
You see today the only me which ever could have been
Because of what I do and did what I see and have seen
For better or worse this is life and I am used to it
The pieces of the puzzle come together and they fit
Just as they are and having come as far as I have now
All I can do is move along and muddle through somehow
So I will see where I will be when this road ends somewhere
We never know until we go and get from here to there
Where we will finally end up but until we arrive
The journey is the destination: on the road ...alive
+Steven Curtis Lance
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