It is easier following footsteps when the toe prints at the front.
Unless you’re quite adept at going backwards, but I’m not.
Backward facing footprints always head to where they’ve been
I could have even travelled there. Maybe I just forgot.
I doubt that I will ever pace a path that’s not been trod before
And If ever get there I will surely be surprised.
I might just take a pile of wood and tools to build a door.
Then lock the thing behind me, Locked in my own demise.
But knowing how I travel, I will probably lose the key.
And lock myself in somewhere nobody else will ever go.
Then maybe I will realize the stupidity that’s me.
Then likely lose myself to death, and no one else will know.
Bugger, Bugger everything, I am staying on the Highway.
I have never known quite where I am, plus I’m regularly Lost.
I’m better suited more to never doing things my own way.
I’m a ‘go in circles’ type of guy, but I can’t afford the cost.