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Duffle bag on my shoulder, ticket in my hand I've got a guitar on my back Headed west to a promise of a future Smoky clouds predict my fate, of fortune and uncertainty Not sure how the road's gonna ride Leavin' you behind and it hurts me The road unwinds carrying me through the night A flash of headlights in my eyes, and they're breathing down my neck With my journal in my hand, I'm writing, capturing the essence of the ride Meeting new friends every hour, sharing advice and stories of life Everybody's got a tale, so open yourself to the thrill of the moment You exchange a word and say good bye Traveling to a new beginning With out leaving it all behind The hours fly past on my fossil watch One stop to another Mostly writing, rarely talking about the things that I'm hearing And it often makes me smile The curiosity overwhelms, until I have fallen to sleep Then the stories unravel in my mind I struggle with the reflections. of the fire and the water I can hear the tick of time The road unwinds carrying me through the night A flash of headlights in my eyes, and they're breathing down


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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