Toll

I’ve been travelling now for a very long time

“Trying to get as far away from myself as I can”

Now it’s getting light; must be the end of the line

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Got to get some rest, I’m past my prime

I’ve been moving from town to town without any plan

I’ve been travelling now for a very long time

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I’m keeping up appearances; might look like I’m doing fine

The road is unravelling, things hanging by a very thin strand

Now it’s getting light; must be the end of the line

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People are just people; most are friendly and kind

Connections get stretched tight throughout a life span

I’ve been travelling now for a very long time

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Travelling light, but weighed down by my mind

Why I’m waking alone each morning I still don’t understand

Now it’s getting light; must be the end of the line

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When I think of you, I look at my hand

It’s bare, naked; there’s no gold wedding band

I’ve been travelling now for a very longtime

Now it’s getting light; must be the end of the line

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n.b. This villanelle draws on Bob Dylan‘s “Things have changed” and was prompted by NaPoWriMo 2019

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CLP 06/04/2019

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