When we travelled in metaphors
We were headed nowhere
Perhaps if we mix them up
We may yet get somewhere
So let's hitch our wagon
to a shooting star
and sail off into the sunset
I'm sure we'll get very far
When we get to where we're going
and all our travels are done
We'll sit down and sort them out
and they'll be right as rain again
© 2014 Uma Venkatraman ~ All Rights Reserved
We were headed nowhere
Perhaps if we mix them up
We may yet get somewhere
So let's hitch our wagon
to a shooting star
and sail off into the sunset
I'm sure we'll get very far
When we get to where we're going
and all our travels are done
We'll sit down and sort them out
and they'll be right as rain again
© 2014 Uma Venkatraman ~ All Rights Reserved
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