I once felt I controlled my life
–                                             now it’s controlling me.
I don’t know where I’m going
–                                            or where I’ll finally be.
I walk a path I find is new
–                                            I don’t know where it goes.
I simply watch the tide go out
–                                            and see the way it flows.
The path that lays before me now
–                                            is checkered by my past.
The ghosts are there of days long gone
–                                            deep shadows they have cast.
The life I loved away back then
–                                            differed in many ways.
The footprints left back in my past
–                                            will trail my final days.