2/16/2009 1:20:06 AM
I don't be writin' this for nobody but myself, it helps me do my thinkin' if I say it out loud.
I was rollin' in and out of this small town in Nevadie, you know, bein' alone when your mind and your body just settle into this zone where you know you can just go on forever. You wonder about those pony expressers, all the time some people spend on the road, you know they either gotta be crazy to do that 5 days a week or maybe you know that bein' out there, on your own, alone, all those hours right in a row.. made ya crazy.
You're in a good place if you know the mountains in your way are temporary. Besides you can always head around the pass. No matter how overthinkin' you be, this feelin comes over and lets ya know that things are goin good, and you're stirrin to think some patcholuck may be headed your way.