Chasing Places

If only life can carry me to places? If only time can be altered? If only dreams can be sleeping races If only wishes can be catered? Yet... We must earn, we must burn We need yearn in order to learn And we turn.. and we return We are urban... perhaps only in terms We are free, you and me Did you see... what you gonna be? It was he... No, it was she Truth really, was no one in reality Selling my soul, if devil shall enfold My god-given role... I wasn’t told Did you know, raging fire against bitter cold? Is heaven hell, or perhaps hell is heaven’s stronghold Can life carry me to places? Can time be altered? Are dreams imaginary races? I have a wish... never catered....