One more step ...

I'm not sure about where I am

I don't even know where I go

As can be seen sometimes a clam

Under the sea, in a drift move

I've forgotten since long ago

The reason I started to groove

That narrow path I can't forgo

Considering the trend I watch

Either I'm not able to move

In a way to make a good match

With my deepest thoughts, to improve

But I'm sure it would be clever

I just let free my feet, then watch

Where they could lead any closer

And accept where they want to patch

So I would finally go scram ...