No-one ever mapped out my route,

Or offered a hand to carry my load,

So I learned to discard what I didn't need,

And I found my way by just walking the road,

And there have been plenty of times that I fell,

And trinkets I dropped and treasures I stowed,

And plenty of times I watched my feet bleed,

And felt that my weary heart might explode,

Until at last I came to know my route well,

And value each milestone and question each node,

And take every step with a measured speed,

And value the distance of each footfall strode,

And the length of this highway I cannot tell,

And nor would I wish its end to be showed,

In the end I needed no map to succeed,

I just needed to learn the highway code.