On the road, I grew weary, yeah
My dream spins, a dizzying fear
Across the scorched fields, it does creep
While the world's movin' on, I just weep
Oh, nature's breath, a gentle sigh
But in my soul, a slow goodbye
The sun bleeds red on the dusty ground
No peace or solace can be found
The wind whispers tales of what's been
A broken promise, a forgotten scene
Oh, nature's breath, a gentle sigh
But in my soul, a slow goodbye
Like a withered leaf, I fall and fade
In this lonely world, a shadow made
Oh, nature's breath, a gentle sigh
But in my soul, a slow goodbye
On the road, I grew weary, so weary
My dream spins... slowly... disappearing...
On the road, I grew weary, yeah
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