With heavy boots and weary souls
The callous march advances
No glancing back at choices made
No stops for second chances
With meaningless direction
Marching aimlessly though life
Missing turn offs on the way to kids
Or roads to man and wife
As the rhythm gains momentum
And the tempo picks the pace
There's no time to take in scenery
Or memories of this place
For the road the march has taken
On this path through barren land
Is the lonely empty landscape
Of the route through life you planned!
Of the route through life you planned!
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