the road begins with mighty hopes

walking down the rocky roads

she dips and drops an then she gropes

the dream of gods and all the odds

and then she meets the strangest folks

that turn around and speak with codes

that live and laugh and then tell the jokes

about people of the rocky roads

and sell the dreams meant to provoke

her gods the odds and the mighty hopes

and all they sing the word awoke

and easy roads and cozy boats

an ocean that’s not meant to soak

hey eyes bigger feet’s afloat

she walks until she finally broke

the dream the jokes and all the boats

to see inside a bigger joke

something that will much provoke

but this time not the gods and odds

a life filled with the mighty hopes

a wining strike a lucky stroke

her insides and all her oaths

sad again she drips and drops

and gropes again to the mighty gods

but now and then she flies and floats

her heart demands the easy roads

an action worth of harder drops