Well the wind starts blowing and all the stars are shining down, and i've got a good life. All my thoughts are free as the pollen in the breeze. All the matters of the mind are behind me. And i can tumble up and down this road and not worry about bruising myself on anything. I could sit here in the ground and water myself until i finally start to leave.

With a firm handshake and a turn to the left, i'm headed down the road i was meant for. Guitar on my back and pockets full of cash, i might find what i've been looking for. And every little town i've visited seems to catch the same stray dog i'm following. They'll keep him in the pound until he barks his way into their heart, and they're convinced to release him. I know i don't wanna be complaining anymore.


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