And the road becomes my bride I have stripped of all but pride So in her I do confide And she keeps me satisfied Gives me all I need And with dust in throat I crave Only knowledge will I save To the game you stay a slave Rover, wanderer Nomad, vagabond Call me what you will But Ill take my time anywhere Free to speak my mind anywhere And Ill redefine anywhere Anywhere I roam Where I lay my head is home And the earth becomes my throne I adapt to the unknown Under wandering stars Ive grown By myself but not alone I ask no one
Posted on: Thu, 30 Oct 2014 15:55:23 +0000
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