The Travelers, Pt. 1

I think I'm happy
Mostly happy
On a green autumn day
I’m walking lazy
Barely moving
Settle out and fade away

Seems life is something more than a journey with no end
I just want to lose it all and find myself again
I'm on my own
I'm on my own

I don’t need a conscience to tell me how I feel
I don't need these weary eyes to focus on what to conceal
I don't need anybody to tell me who I am
Blame it on a broken heart, I'm falling apart again