The Journey

We walk streets I've never walked before but I know somehow that they belong to us..

We've made them ours, we've claimed them.. Everything stops when we decide to stop, no-one would dare to cross our path..

Connected by our hands, by our minds.. You and I..

It doesn't matter where we've started and our destination holds no importance..It's the journey itself that matters, in which we indulge in, in which we lose ourselves to find ourselves again..

Freedom is ours..