INTRODUCTION

Hope cannot be said to exist, nor can it be said not to exist. It is just like roads on the earth. Originally, the earth had no roads, but when many men pass the same way, a road is made.

MORNING AFTER

Brush the hair out of your face, and let me see your eyes
So many swirling colors whirling in that beautiful disguise
That I could never see the truth so I could never be surprised
Whatever future we could have here will not be realized
Eventually, but sometimes it seems like you don’t even try
No need to cry, no need to vent whatever’s deep inside
So every day we’re redesigned and every day we’re redefined
And today could be just fine but you’ll be leaving down the line
So we’re creeping through this time like it’s nothing
A game of Russian roulette, waiting for that moment of combustion
Never knowing if its coming or not
All I can ever do is sit here holding my spot (so, holding nothing)
Yeah, it’s pretty poetry to say ‘live for the moment’
But I’m guessing those philosophers have probably never known it
I’ll tell you, that shit sucks from the start
‘Cause it’s just waiting for destruction to start
Sitting on the bed, staring at your face,
Thinking whether there’s some love or it’s just barren in this place
‘Cause I could keep this up, but it ain’t love when we embrace
and if we’re lovers without love then all this loving shit is fake
but, these are just thoughts, the situation’s complex
Plus I know (heh) you were never looking for a project
So I’ll be honest, my mind is far from made up
I just watch the sun stroke your face and wait for you to wake up

HOOK
I’ve been secretly falling apart, unseen…
Oh, I’ve been secretly falling apart, unseen…
Oh, I’ve been secretly falling apart, unseen…
Oh, I’ve been secretly falling apart, unseen…

Every morning as I get out of bed
I see that look on your face and catch a second of dread
But this is beautiful, right up to the moment it gets ruined
Have to ask myself, do I truly know what I am doing?

Well, I guess not, fell asleep again and reawoke
To find you gone, left this morn, shit, before we even spoke
Didn’t leave a note, didn’t leave a trace
Just left me with these fucked up thoughts and the image of your face
I guess I feel like blaming you’s a natural reaction
But you told me all of this stuff before we got to passion
Lying naked on the bed, I still don’t really know what happened
But the blame is all mine—I guess I’m making it a habit
Sex is concrete, feelings are abstract,
So sex is easier, of course we can have that
But it’s never just that’s that,
All I gotta do is think of you, I get a million things to flash back
And I claim I was never looking for this
But I knew what you offered and I take what you give
So…what if the problem’s really mine
I’m finding girls for non-relationships ‘cause I’m afraid of one more time
To get rejected, or end up being the one who wrecks it
Maybe I’m seeking this way because at least I know the ending
Just pretending you don’t want it’s an excuse
And fits right in with my psychosis even if it is the truth

HOOK

Every morning as I get out of bed
I see that look on your face and catch a second of dread
But this is beautiful, right up to the moment it gets ruined
I can’t blame you when I always knew what I was doing

And I can see from that look in your eyes I’m not the only one feeling alone
So maybe I’ll be consoled by the time that we fold that you might ever think of me when you’re gone

 

THINGS DON’T CHANGE (feat. Sarah Clark)

I can’t remember her name, it was such a long time ago
and we were young, still kids just trying to grow
homework and recess with time to blow
to tell the truth, them middle school days were kinda slow

and the right kind of clothes, I didn’t have them
I’d look at my pants some days and wonder what was gonna happen
and who would be the first kid to come asking,
laughing, if i was trying to start a new fashion

I wouldn’t have it, knew that I couldn’t be cool
but if I was a loser I couldn’t put up with school
I knew of a loser, knew of a couple in fact
but one girl really always seemed to suffer attacks

I didn’t know much, but knew I didn’t want to be that
kids used to laugh at her, mocking her blubbery fat
how every day in gym class she would run in the back
all by herself, her eyes tearing up on the track

I didn’t really know her, but they said she was lame
and they turned mocking her to an event or a game
i just want them to remember my name, and shit,
most of the time they don’t really care whatever I say

but if I called her ugly, called her stupid, or fat
then looked at them hopefully they would usually laugh
she would sigh quiet, put her eyes down and walk away
and i would sigh quiet knowing they’d be off me for the day

distracted by abusing her, mocking her, using her, laughing behind her back
and in her face, she never minded that
at least she was always quiet and polite
probably thought sooner or later we’d have to see the light

but we never did, I left after the eighth grade
and the three years I knew her all treated her the same way
Ostracized with no friends for no reason
the one target, the 24-7 open season

And I don’t know how it turned out, maybe she’s fine
brushed it off and created a life
or maybe she’s depressed, or maybe she’s dead
I don’t know, and I don’t see the point of taking a guess

Cause in my head, she’s still that little girl
with tears inside, pleading with kids to give her a try
had to be lonely, but nobody would know
because we treated her like we didn’t know she had a soul.

CHORUS:
(Sun Zoo)
I try and I try but no matter what I say
The best thing I ever get is if you just walk away
Can’t escape, I’ll probably be here forever
Staving off your abuse ‘cause you think that you’re better
Well, maybe you are, and maybe I’m weak
Doing the same thing wondering what it takes you to see
That this isn’t me, I’m just looking for a friend
Just wishing, ‘cause nothing’s gonna change in the end

(Sarah)
If things don’t change
If I can’t escape
If this is how I was made
Are you better than me?
It doesn’t make any sense
You won’t let it rest
Every day I wait
No, things don’t change

BREAK

VERSE 2 (Sarah):
I feel bad,
For all that you have
You’re still smokin’, still drugged
Short skirts but no love

I can see,
Your problem with me
Don’t change a thing
Don’t make you happy

Fools—you don’t know my name
Don’t see my face
You act better than me

I keep
My head strong-
My mama don’t lie and mama says you’re wrong

CHORUS
BREAK
CHORUS

 

A DAY ON THE TRAIN

Sunrise from a train window, Dads, mothers, daughters waking slow
Then they face the path, rub the night out of their eyes just watching
while a whole world races past
just a temporary flicker, got no time to even take a picture
as the mountains fade away and disappear without a whisper
and you could be convinced for a second that it’s fake
it looks weird when the inside of the train never change
and I’ve been sitting in the same place
staring out the window with a blank face trying to get this thing straight
watching the landscape morph into a new one
I’ve seen mountains rise and fall all in my view from
This little window…tiny little seat, little car, little train, big world, little me
It gets to be paralyzing, I heard that you could switch seats
But on that whole trip I never tried it
So I ride and observe it like the weather
Taking pictures in my mind and hoping someday I’ll remember
Wheels turn, eventually things change for the better
But nothing ever changes for the people in the center

HOOK:
Does a leaf fall from a tree or does it fly to the ground?
Well, for me there’s been times in this life that I’ve found
That it falls or it flies though the light and the sound
Are the same, it can change as your place moves around
….and if you come from the sky looking down
Then it falls
…if you come from the ground looking up
Then it flies
If you come from the side looking straight
Then it tries to fly, stops, and falls right into place

Sunset from a train window, shacks fields and mountains framed in gold

Then encased in glass, and frozen in time, always
While they stay we pass
And I speak slow ‘cause my thoughts are fast
Poetry flows over me but not to last
Knowing attempts to record it would distort it
I considered for a minute, then aborted
So I…let it ride, I don’t bother with erasers
this time, keep my eyes wide open, only savor
while I fly by, catch what I can, leave what I don’t
it’s true I could return but I believe that I won’t
except for the frame, it’s never the same
ironic that muddy plexiglass is guarding this inevitable change
But moving so fast, it really all stays the same
I just blow past
But you already know that

HOOK

 

SUIBIAN

Sometimes life is good and it don’t matter why,
You wanna jump up and tap the sky
Yo, it’s your life, you don’t have to ask for time
随便, do what makes you satisfied

Now suibian is Chinese, or more specifically Mandarin
It can mean casual, informal, or random and
Do what you like, latter’s the one that I’m channeling
And Pace made the beat from a Dear Havanah sample then

Sent it to me like, here, do what you like
I made it fuel for the mic to bring some beauty to life
And fluidly write the sky when it’s blue and it’s bright
Paint the starshine on the most luminous night
It’s like, some days I feel like I’m in love
Some days I feel like I’m on drugs (ha ha)
Speaking gibberish, forever trying to make it sound literate,
It’s hit-or-miss, but if you know the feeling then you feeling it
So put your drinks up, I’ma gulp mine down
And ride around bumping this shit loud through my town
No need to plan or take time out,
I could give a fuck about tomorrow, I’m living right now

HOOK

Nod your head, know you lovin’ the beat
‘cause Sun Zoo could make a grandmother jump in her seat
throw the walker down, bust out, and run in the street
yelling “long live real hip-hop” and “fuck the police”
Stack her chips up, till she had a couple of Gs
Cop a system, throw it in the truck or the jeep
Pop in this one, roll around bumpin the beat
Turn the shit up, till you feel it rumble the street
Its funny to me, never take a track lightly
Despite being mocked by my friends ‘cause I might seem
A bit serious with the concepts I’m writing
But I can take a track off, reviewers: fight me.
Haha, suibian to the bone,
Make this song the ringtone on your cellular phone
Buy a couple dozen CDs to sell in your home
And if you pirated this, that isn’t suibian, it’s wrong

HOOK

Lighters in the air for the third verse….well, on second thought
Lighters in the air if you’ve heard worse
I work first on the words as a policy
Things come to me suibian and spit ‘em out of me
Veggie Co signing me’s like winning the lottery
But honestly, I just wanna represent properly
With a knocking beat and the whole crowd watching me
Nodding, then after the show be giving props to me
Not for the pride yo, I just love the feeling
Of gripping on a cold microphone and straight killing
Choose to do it, and if my voice gives out
Spit in morse code with drumsticks tapping shit out
This is the get down, take it how you wanna
Made a cold album, had to give you something for the summer
Plus I’m running out of metaphors anyway
Wrote a whole damn song about nothing just to say

 

TWO CENTS

Everyone I know is all concerned with the mini calculations
The basis of how we receive an education
And afterwards, if we achieve a social station
Taking our place at the reins of the nation
Hatred was played when our racism tamed
So we fake and abstain, ‘stead of making a change
And it stays in the frame of the matrix engaged
And we say what we say knowing they get the blame

HOOK
Standing on the rotting pieces of a dying stump of wood
Screaming out a broken sentence to the streets
Trying to force my generation out just to lend a helping hand
By composing my opinions on a beat
So if you never listen, give a second, nod a head, or even check it
Then I guess my little thing here is complete
And y’all can rest assured the bitter irony will have part of me laughing
As I cry my lonely way back to my seat

Michael Vick tortured dogs, lied about it, failed a drug test
Got a month less than two years, and everybody’s upset?
The fuck? It’s like I woke up in a dream
Where this dude wasn’t a felon with a million in green
While every year a thousand black kids in their teens
Will get a lifetime because of crack sentencing schemes
Cocaine and crack are the same shit,
But sentences are way less for coke because white people take it
And that shit’s racist, not this ‘David Stern makes the NBA
Wear suits before their games’ shit
We fighting for celebrity bullshit, and the only reason
Justice is dying is ‘cause nobody’s looking

HOOK

Worship at the altar of celebrity, they’re symbols of the money
And the beauty that we wish that we could be
And taking every single day for granted ‘cause our lives are in a file
And it’s just another figure on the sheet
And it’s oh-so-sweet, living every second on the clock
With a pair of dead eyes getting beckoned by the watch
So we watch and we work and we live and we die
It’s all so convincing, but the kids never cry

HOOK
HOOK 2:
And you can call me what you want ‘cause I’m a preachy fucking hypocrite
But only ‘cause you know it to be true
And the only reason I would write a song instead of doing something real
Is that I honestly just don’t know what to do
So I don’t know if I’m just getting older and discovering the world
And I sound just like the biggest king of fools
But I guess I’ll say my piece until there’s nothing left to say
Before the day comes when there’s nothing left to lose

 

NOVEMBER ALONE (PART II)

Yo, sitting by the bench on a cold fall evening
Watching the leaves crackle and the air vent breathing
Thinking it’s the season for being alone
And even the trees agree when the leaves are gone
What is it? One night, two nights, three nights, a hundred nights like this
Sitting by myself trying to write things
Beatboxing to the radiating vent
belching dead words into the black without a friend
and I’m a friend and an enemy, I’ll answer with a frown
all of a sudden ‘cause this type of shit lands without a sound
I throw my hands up at this town, home of the progressive
Smile at everyone and get a cold shoulder for the effort
Say that Providence is small and mean that cities are constricting
Say Rhode Island ain’t an island but the fucking thing is sinking
So I pause and I’m stressed, and I’m nervous, obsessed
‘Cause I’m lost and I’m tense with no words to express
How I fought but I guess it ain’t work in the end
I thought I was blessed and it hurts to forget
All the words that I said, but the purpose is dead
All I have is night air and a dirge in my head

HOOK
Follow me, we’ll walk through the city alone
We’re strangers, never been to our homes
March until we’re dead and we’re gone
Half a million people, together, spend November alone

(bottle opening noise) Cold beer and revolution,
sitting at the bar plotting a fucking execution
And if this was a movie the bartender would like me
“have a drink, friend,” and burrow down into my psyche
But all I get is beer, and all he gets is tips
So…give me a drink and forget I exist
I wasn’t ready for this, the buildings grew up so tall
That when I walk amongst their shadows I can’t see myself at all
So…give me a cold tall glass of oblivion
And chase it with a shot of shit I wish I was a kid again
And if you’re out of that, give me obscurity
And chase it with a shot of lost innocence and purity
And if you’re out of that, I’ll just have cliché
A tired metaphor of loneliness and I’ll be on my way
Hey…we’re all riding the trend
It don’t work now, I’m sure it’ll be fine in the end

HOOK

Sharp blades and cold tubs
Thinking suicide would be better with guns, or drugs
(slurred) Yeah, I’m depressed but wasn’t really gonna do it
The scene just fit so well with my itunes music
Trail off and let it linger
While divorced parents fight over who can point the finger
This one is for the sinners, free in their little prisons
Daily struggling to make it through another pointless winter
Tools off communication only breed more isolation
In the oh-what-the-fuck-is-the-point generation
Intra-venous love received as drugs
Like…if the prozac could only keep this buzz
I’m reaching up, who knows what I’ll get today
What’s a friend to a bullet point on a resume?
What’s a good meal or a dance to a win?
Collect your trophies, I’ll be here chanting a hymn

HOOK

 

THE PRESSURE

Some days I…get out of bed with a headache
Life is like a chess game, and as the king you’re only dead weight
And you can juke once or even throw in a head fake
But everybody knows by the close it’s a checkmate
I just break from the inside out
All this pressure got me feeling like I been tied down
No rest allowed, and no one ever says a sound
Emcumbered, submerged, then I drown
This event’s right now, screw the poetry
I be having panic attacks and manic reactions openly
So random in fact it’s smoking me, reach for the beer
Yo, it’s not like I can deal with this soberly
If you don’t understand the potency, it feels like
A hundred tons of bricks are always sitting on my shoulders
Please, let me reword, it’s like its sitting on the soul in me
These types of situations tend to end explosively

HOOK (2 tracks)
The pressure.,,feel it every second every day
The pressure…everywhere and you can never get away
The pressure…nothin’ to do but let it stay
Hey, we all crack sometimes, it’s OK

CHANT
Sometimes I’m smothered with the weight of what I got to do
I used to be a kid, when did I ever get responsible
For my own life, yo it’s what everybody wants to do
Until you feel the weight of that life resting on top of you

And I ain’t sayin’ that I’m special, a lot of times
The little things are the ones that team up when they get you
Combining to depress you, test you, stress you, and unrest you
They make you feel like everything’s against you
And everyone else is oblivious
It seems like there’s whole segments of the population not living this
So we’re independent when the shit is most tenuous
it gets to the point that it makes you so reticent
that you just wanna sit alone in your bed, not opening when
somebody knocks, you know it ain’t friends
just hope they forget, close your eyes and pray it all goes away
when I was young I used to pray that way for snow days
but you can never hide forever
and we had to make up the snow days when the weather got better
better to face the pressure if it’s crushing you
and if you die, we’ll eulogize you on the ones and twos

HOOK

 

ALIVE

Sunrise on the tips of my eyes, let ‘em flip to the skies
Start walking, the city is mine
Some days it feels like a different time, and every step of the grind
Gets rewinded and left from my mind
And the futures I never decide fade away
As I let go of the pressure and remember that I’m still

HOOK (2x)
Alive! The sun’s shining, heart’s pumping
Lungs breathing, keeping the time the beat’s bumping
No reason not to open my heart and feel something
All seasons, hope never dies, it keeps coming

Cracks on the sidewalk, ugly to pedestrians
Can represent a plant trying to reach for the heavens, yet
Since that seed was only planted under a road
When it was born the sky was black and it just pushed and it hoped
They said that it could never climb to the sunlight, but broke through,
It was right, the sight just reminds me that I’m still

HOOK (1x)

Watching clouds dance across a one-way sky
Little ones is the snares and big ones is the bassline
And if there is a God there’s hip-hop in his veins
Because I see it in the sunset and hear it in waves
Yeah, I hear it in car horns and feel it in trains
Touch it in hugs, breathe it in love, in myriad places

HOOK (1x)

Watch sparks from a fire as they sprint to the stars
Drag a stick on a fence so it bangs on the bars
Watch people as they drive from the back of a car
Hold a new CD before the plastic is off
Make love to your woman or man, I think we all understand
That sometimes you don’t need a plan if you’re

HOOK (1x)

Wind makes a melody, some days I can hear it
Some days I can feel it deep down in my spirit
But even when I can’t I am not going to fear it
‘Cause after the storm’s over’s when you always see clearest
Ah, fuck lyrics trying to capture the sublime
I’ll just….savor the moments when I really feel like I’m

HOOK (2x)

With or without money, with or without fame
With or without girls, with or without change
With or without family, with or without love
With or without pain, with or without drugs
With or without freedom, with or without rights
I’ve always got hope as long as I’ve got life

HOOK (2x)

 

CALM SEAS

I really don’t know how to start
I’ve got words above this crossed out for like fifteen bars
And it’s hard, ‘cause I never had a way with words
Well—at least not when it came to girls
Plus, our history is complicated, and you know my own past
So I guess I came in a little jaded
Came back from China, didn’t think that we would make it
So I closed off my emotions from the gate, then
Just rolled with it like nothing had changed
While we switched futures, switched languages, and switched names
A little bit, we switched personalities too
You missed the Chinese me, figured we had to be through
So I…stayed closed off, it’s natural too
I built walls, filled every little crack up with glue
So I couldn’t get hurt, backtracking from truth
I almost missed the fact that I’m really happy with you

HOOK

I won’t lie, a lot of times I’m confused
‘Cause I find that I smile all the time with you
it’s too easy, got me feeling like I might be fooled
ain’t this supposed to be hard? Never liked the rules
but thought I knew ‘em, thought I had this whole thing figured out
till you came along and made my whole brain spin about
I figured you was afraid of a commitment
But really you were just never concerned about the image
You and me, no need to tag or quantify it
I’ll admit, yo, at first I wasn’t sure that I could buy
I was happy to try it, but wouldn’t be surprised when
One of us eventually got tired and retired
But now I’m realizing, I was just too afraid
to admit, already had what I desired
you inspired me to further understand myself
I don’t see how I could ask for nothing else

HOOK

And I could write a song where the compliments flow
But it wouldn’t be nothing you don’t already know
So…hope it isn’t self-centered,
Wrote a song about the way being with you has made me better
You’d probably rather leave it unspoken
so forgive me for putting this whole thing in the open
sometimes its easier to talk on a track
like it was fiction because I’m so awkward in fact
though even these days, I’m still confused
I do know that I like what I built with you
I can be real with you, just chill with you
I couldn’t sum up I feel for you
But it makes me feel good just to hear from you
When you’re away, always wish I could be there with you
And I dunno if you feel this too, or what this is
But I do know I care for you

HOOK
So give me clear skies and a warm breeze
Give me a wooden boat and calm seas
Give me them city lights and slick streets
At night and we can watch the reflections and think
Give me them sea greens and deep blues
Give me chopsticks and Chinese food
Give me a deep rain, let me be with you
I think of all of these things and what they mean is you

 

TAKE ME HOME (feat. Sarah Clark)

I listened to this song today, this dude was singing ‘bout the ocean
I’m so far away, I hadn’t thought but now it’s hard to say
Whether my heart’ll stay, if I can make this home
I’m supposed to make a life out on my own
I’ve gone around the world, but still missing the sea
‘Cause ain’t nobody that I found willing to listen to me
As un-e-quivocally as the ocean, I’d rather deal with problems as they floating
Only thing that stays in motion
As constantly as my mind does so when I wind up
In search of some serenity that’s always where I find some
And I ain’t saying that the place I’m living now
Is any less good, it just ain’t the love I’m given down
‘Cause yes, I’m in the ocean, what I mean is the sea
and not even divine Providence could give it to me
So until I see the water I’ma try to stay afloat
And in the meantime remind the street I’m living off is Hope

HOOK

In my twenty years I’ve heard that home is where the heart is
And, if that’s the case, it’s been a long while since we parted
Where my soul started, holds on inside of my mind
But I’m old, gone, and grown up, ain’t finding the time
I miss sitting on the proch in the shade, we all together
Laughing, gazing at the ocean, seems like everything was better then
Seems like now it ain’t so genuine, and everybody’s older
So we got responsibilities to shoulder
I guess it’s all part of a natural progression
And real life steps in, start using those lessons
That you learned in your home, I know the freedom is a blessing
But there’s times when I can’t keep from feeling retrospective
And I….smell dinner, hear cards shuffling,
A single footstep would set the whole house rumbling
No matter how bad, could never be replaced
And every time I think about it I’m reminded of your face

HOOK

So if….home is location tied to people and their memories
Then every place I’ve ever been remembers me
And I recall them tenderly, can’t wait till I return, think of the friends I’ll see
Caught up in an evanescent reverie
Some days I walk heavily, I don’t regret the place that I live
I don’t regret the things I gave up to make it to this
But I still miss New Haven, Mayline and Warren D
I miss Harbin, Zhang Xinquan, Wenbin, and Bu Aili
Most of all I miss the sea though, where my family goes
When they don’t have to teach, they can relax and finally breathe slow
But it’s a dull pain, I know that love stays
In my memory and of course I’ll get back someday
It’s just today I heard a song and every time I hear the ocean
I’m reminded of my father and my mom
I’m on an Island, but it ain’t the right one
This ain’t my home, I’m just living here until I find one

HOOK

 

ROADS ON THE EARTH

Deep in the books for class I remain
Ever asked to engage with the facts on the page
What I actually take out, though, is not much
Bunch of rhetoric, falling on ears that’s locked up
But I came across a story, had a little phrase
It was beautiful, sitting there nestled in the page
Translated from the Chinese, in English still pretty
But the meaning of the words just full tilt hit me
It said hope is like roads on the earth
‘cause actually there were no roads at first
but if many men walk in the same place
a road’s made naturally, has to be that hope is the same way
later I learned Chinese, and read it in that
got it tatted on my arm, there forever in black
So I remember we can never go back
Despite whatever is bad, together hope is all we ever can have
‘Cause I ain’t waiting for help from on high
no offense, learned young those angels don’t fly
and it’s lonely, six billion people just shows me
we afraid to start, we don’t know where the roads lead
so we just live life out, mostly
paying taxes, bills, and waiting at the grocery
but what that quote showed me is there aint no roads
‘till we all walk together, that’s where hope be

HOOK
They say that mankind has never been strong
Because of hatred and ignorance we live in the dark
Sun getting blocked by the factory smog
Everyone getting run by the blackest of hearts
But black is the pen in my palm
And black is the ink scratched into my arm
I believe in better, even when it seems like everything’s wrong

And I believe hope is where we belong

I never claimed to know the end or a solution
Never claimed I should be the one to lead the movement
Never said I’d give anything except for my two cents
‘cause two cents is all I can give, but the truth just
hits me, or that’s the way it sometimes seems
and if I’m wrong then it’s whatever, at least I had dreams
and those words that are burned in my arm
like they’re burned in my brain, inspire me to work through the pain
from those first little days when I was young and I’d play with my cousins
my brothers, and then, nothing could touch us
and everything was great, and if I got a scrape
always knew that it would heal, all I had to do was wait
These days it aint quite like that
It gets rough sometimes but we fight right back
And I write like that could save us
Even in the days where the rat race is trying to enslave us
My grandfather was a poet, so I guess it’s only fitting
Years later I still carry the tradition
And I don’t know if this’s the way to a change
But I do know that words can have weight off the page
And that music can save lives and change minds
I know I aint lying, its already changed mine
And if at the same time I reach you in some way
Well, I’ll probably see you on the road then some day

HOOK

Intro text: 希望是本无所谓有，无所谓无的。这正如地上的路：其实，地上本没有路，走的人多了，也便成了路.

Hope cannot be said to exist, nor can it be said not to exist. It is just like roads on the earth. Originally, the earth had no roads, but when many men pass the same way, a road is made.