my endless summer

i don't think i know anything anymore
i've been to the end of the world and back
but i don't feel like i've learnt anything

maybe i don't want to admit it
but maybe i am losing my religion
i am not fascinated by people that much anymore
the tropical jungles are only forests
and taj mahal is only a building
living only a summer is veery boring
everyone is like everyone is like everywhere
is like everything

that's what i learnt

and i am the same
exactly where i started
but i will be back

i am one step away from leaving
and i'm gonna leave myself behind too
i am not afraid
not at all
i don't need anything
just a warm sleeping bag and the road

that's what i wrote an year ago
now i am back and i have found
not what i was looking for
but something