Born a stranger

I will die alone in a far away land if God is kind and luck is fair

I have no wish to fall at my father's feet

I don’t expect to get where I'm going but failing is half the fun

I'm a lingerer, a bad soldier,

I have no interest in playing any chosen part,

or striking out with any intent beyond movement

I plan to see what's over that next hill

and I'll probably die doing it