Whitecross

Hello paved road my old friend
I've come to walk on you again
For many miles that sure will crush my feet
Until your cursed path will finally meet
With the start of the West Highland Way
In Milngavie [Milngai], far away
But until then - it's paved roads..

To slatford I walked all alone
The narrow road as hard as stone
Between the edge and the Union Canal
Trying to keep upmy good morale
When my ankles were stabbed by a flash of agony
Also my knee
I fucking hate - those paved roads..

And in the morning light I saw
Ten other hikers maybe more
Walking on the John Muir Way
Still so cheerish 'cause it's their first day
Paying me no heed when I tried to explain, all in vain
And to warn them - of paved roads..

"Fools," said I "You do not know
That pain in your feet will grow
While the constant weight of your backpack
Presses you down with every step
And by the time you reach Falkirk at this day's end, you'll be spent.
Your spirits broke - by paved roads..

And in Milngavie I turned around
Standing now on softer ground
Looking back with nothing but relief
Just beginning slowly to believe
That after all this day's of suffering and pain, I'm still sane
And rid at last - of paved roads..Read more