Mountain Hitchhiker

Mountain Hitchhiker

A Poem by Yoga Pramartha
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I drove the car across the mountain,

To pass the foggy road again,

And my face got darker

By the fading sun through the lane

And there you came out of nowhere

Screamed at my windshield

            You said you’re lonely among the crowd and you ran away

            You said you got lost by reality and there you were

            Started to knock against my door

            Told me to let you be let in

            You said you’re scared of being alone in the dark

I didn’t argue with your story

Cause I didn’t want you question mine

I didn’t need to ask you why

Your eyes had clearly told it all

You see, I’m running away from home

To find someone like you

            I was just lonely among the crowd and I ran away

            And I’ve just got lost by reality and here I am

            Steering my wheels against the world

            Trying to find a quiet place

            You know I’m scared of being alone

            But I’m with you now

            In the shadowy trees

            As we’re both lost in the foggy road

            In the mountain high

            And we’ll sweep the night away

            Cause we’re never lost on what we believe,

            We’re never lost within our faith

            We’re never lost as long as the sunshine meets our eyes

            At the edge of our nightmares

© 2015 Yoga Pramartha


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Added on April 11, 2015
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Yoga Pramartha
Yoga Pramartha

Tabanan, Bali, Indonesia



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