I went all in today and did my best as I was out and about. As is usually the case, I was smacked back down everywhere I went. Bloodied and bruised I am and so I'll do the only thing I know to do, go hide under the covers and try not to cry.
Well I can't tell you where I'm going, I'm not sure of where I've been.
But I know I must keep travelin' till my road comes to an end.
I'm out here on my journey, trying to make the most of it.
I'm a puzzle, I must figure out where all my pieces fit.
Like a poor wayfaring stranger that they speak about in song .
I'm just a weary pilgrim trying to find what feels like home.
Where that is no one can tell me, am I doomed to ever roam .
I'm just travelin', travelin', travelin', I'm just travelin' on.