Those roads that go nowhere I take,
For nowhere am I bound.
Strange paths to me are promises
Of adventures to be found.
I carry no compass, nor map
These are for those who return,
And for those who follow after,
Afraid the familiar to spurn.
While a way lies open before me
The past I will not retrace.
I'll circumnavigate eternity
Before returning any place.
Never could I take a wrong turning,
For all roads are one to me:
All lead from somewhere to elsewhere
And there is my destiny.