Alan R

Traveller

I am just a traveller 

And you are, a luxury 

I call this love

And this route, gets ugly

 

While you are everything here

That the journey wants

I walk the line alone

For a love that haunts

 

And in each step of the way
You found a chalice to belong

If only I cared to stop

Sipping on what’s nearly gone


And in your city and at your door

I am a traveller still

Just another day you, show me the roof

Of all that home, I am never in

 

And in your city and at your door

I am a traveller, nothing more

Just another day you will forget

As soon as I sail away from the shore

 

And I can try and I can deny

But you my darling, are a luxury 

Am I the reason I am unseen?

Am I the traveller? Am I the journey?

 

 

-Al