Incenced

Dusty and barren before you. Shadowed and fading behind. The road cuts it's way through the darkness And leads to more darkness in kind

The places you've left are but memories forgotten as soon as they're gone And the people you've met are all searching For sunsets to come without dawns

The miles melt together like minutes in the years you've been walking alone And the end of the road is a pennance claimed by the blind and their bones