Walking Alone

Days weigh heavy on my back, Losing pieces with each mile passed. I’m just a nameless wanderer, Reaching out for a fading fire. On this dirty, winding road, walking alone, Leaving memories carved in stone. Just a shadow in the night, Slowly slipping out of sight. The road twists, the shadows spread, Darkness falling, cold and dense. I’m just a nameless wanderer, Haunted by whispers from the past. On this dirty, winding road, walking alone, Leaving memories carved in stone. Just a shadow in the night, Slowly slipping out of sight. Gray skies, a bitter chill, Broken dreams lie scattered still. In this silence, I press through, Swallowed whole by endless gloom. On this dirty, winding road, walking alone, Leaving memories carved in stone. Just a shadow in the night, Slowly slipping out of sight. On this dirty, winding road, walking alone, Leaving memories carved in stone. Just a shadow in the night, Slowly slipping out of sight. On this dirty, winding road, walking alone, Leaving memories carved in stone. Just a shadow in the night, Slowly slipping out of sight. On this dirty, winding road, walking alone, Walking alone, Walking alone,