Testo Same Way Back

I need clarity of lonesome days
The simple times of new found friends
It's a contradiction, no where to go
No triumphant return no place back homeward

I'll only do it the same way
I'll always do it the same way back
I've got nothing left to prove and I'm never looking back
I need solitude of things I don't know
The people that I meet and the places I'll go
It's a contradiction no turning back
No triumphant return, no place back homeward