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The dust of the road smarts my eyes but the view remains clear

Not long ago I realized I was filled with fear

The choices I’ve made have seldom been wise

But I’m convinced that this one will be

So open your door for this traveling man

It’s my utmost plea

Gaze out of the window

Soon you will se a drifter whose journey is over

Once so aspiring, once so profound

But loser in the end now homewardbound

Pleaese don’t call me a prodigal son

Don’t make me lose my face

The lesson’s been learnt

The class is dismissed

I’m not a man of power and place

But why should I hide my past

And try to be something that I’m not

I will stand up for what I’ve done

And be proud of what I’ve got

Gaze out of the window

Soon you will se a drifter whose journey is over

Once so aspiring, once so profound

But loser in the end now homewardbound

Better to be hated for who you are

Than to be loved for who you are not

Better to be scorned for what you’ve done

Than to be thanked for what you’ve not