Charlie Steady - The Raven of the Road Lyrics

The raven of the road is a traveling one
Like a man who left himself and stayed for no one
He never felt that he be longed so he packed his bags and left his thrown
Tries to fly away from convoluted sounds
But the pencil in his hand keeps him down
Where books are written, magazines read
The raven sits and waits instead
On his journey alone he met some friends
Who seemed to be as sad as him
The escape they used was nothing good
But the raven never tried a different move
Tries to fly away from convoluted sounds
But the pencil in his hand keeps him down
Where books are written, magazines read
The raven sits and waits instead
As morning came he woke in fright
That the escape he chose would end his life
The way ahead brings him a grin
For escaping the darkness could they blame him