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On the Road

Hey there. How¡¯s everything? This morning, right after I woke up, I lost myself in day-dreaming, maybe I was still in my dream! Not an early bird for me. Loads of stuff rushed into that little head of mine, which, actually, made my head a tad swim. But, all of a sudden, one idea and only that idea sparkled right in my brain---youth! This piece of work, I would like to name it ¡°chaser¡±, as the one in the dinner, for is has a heap to do with my last and also the first piece Simple and Plain.
How am I gonna put this to your folks? Uhmmm¡­ just lemme put a magnifying glass over this term, I¡¯ll get you an answer in a sec.It is something that you can¡¯t afford a price; it is something that you can¡¯t get back as long as it goes; it is something that you can¡¯t even ¡°steal¡±! We ought to, like that saying goes ¡°Make hay while the sun shines!¡±, live it to the fullest!!!
Well¡­as for me, myself, I haven¡¯t really made it, I reckon. Cuz¡¯ I¡¯m always on the road kicking one goal right after another. I never stopped for a break. I never stopped for a blast with the dream girl. Or should I put it this way---I haven¡¯t found the right one yet? Why? I questioned myself all the time on this matter. It might be that, me, deep inside myself , I¡¯m just a depressed and lame boy. I don¡¯t know¡­ I really get myself lost on this cumbersome question. Maybe I can never figure the fucking question out! I have been telling myself that I have to stop this journey for the joyfulness of youth with her!! However, I¡¯m¡­I¡¯m always feared of being adopted by the cruel reality!!! I¡¯m always afraid¡­afraid of being too deep into the happiness. Fear to lose the motivation of being sharp and competitive. In that case, then, you will be totally incompetent of carrying those responsibility in a man. The thing is you cannot promise moon, as idealism is always idealism, the brutal reality always there spoils the ideal.


I wondered lonely as a cloud,
wind sis took me here and there,
passing snow-capped mountains and colorful valleys.
Hey, how beautiful the world is!
But why haven¡¯t I noticed before?
Cuz¡¯ I¡¯m always on the road, no choice!

Wind sis carried me on,
people were all busy with their jobs,
but one family gathering caught my eye.
Hey, how cheerful the family is!
But why haven¡¯t I found it before?
Cuz¡¯ I¡¯m always on the road, no choice!

Why am I always there on the road?
Cuz¡¯ I gotta go after my dreams one after another?
Cuz¡¯ I don¡¯t have the guts to stop for a kick-back?
Hell no! The answer is I ain¡¯t get a freaking choice!
Cuz¡¯ the not a one can afford the bloody truth,
I am a cloud-----
A cloud is always moving, on the road!