My Journey

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We don’t know where we are going; we don’t know where we will go
But we will journey forth, yes we will journey forth
We should look at all the signs, we should read between the lines
We will gaze upon these tears, we will feel for many years
What we have only thought, What could be a whole lot
We will hear upon a voice, That echos through all our every choice
There will be change for today, making this our only way
I am climbing the tallest tree, I am climbing ’till I’m free…



Submitted by Bri Feindt

Written by Sully

Sullivan James Burd
February 28, 1990 – September 9, 2010