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Duffle bag on my shoulder, ticket in my handI've got a guitar on my backHeaded west to a promise of a futureSmoky clouds predict my fate, of fortune and uncertaintyNot sure how the road's gonna rideLeavin' you behind and it hurts meThe road unwinds carrying me through the nightA flash of headlights in my eyes, and they're breathing down my neckWith my journal in my hand, I'm writing, capturing the essence of the rideMeeting new friends every hour, sharing advice and stories of lifeEverybody's got a tale, so open yourself to the thrill of the momentYou exchange a word and say good byeTraveling to a new beginningWith out leaving it all behindThe hours fly past on my fossil watchOne stop to anotherMostly writing, rarely talking about the things that I'm hearingAnd it often makes me smileThe curiosity overwhelms, until I have fallen to sleepThen the stories unravel in my mindI struggle with the reflections. of the fire and the waterI can hear the tick of timeThe road unwinds carrying me through the nightA flash of headlights in my eyes, and they're breathing down my neckWith my journal in my hand, I'm writing, capturing the essence of the rideMeeting new friends every hour, sharing advice and stories of lifeEverybody's got a tale, so open yourself to the thrill of the momentYou exchange a word and say good byeI can feel the heat beatin' down on my bare feetFrom the pavement of the yard by the windowI watch that crescent moon rise upI can see the wind blowing through the fields of wheatSo I check the mailbox and I grab the letterI see that you finally found meThen happiness fills my soul till I realizeI'm dreaming, this is not realityThe road unwinds carrying me through the nightA flash of headlights in my eyes, and they're breathing down my neckWith my journal in my hand, I'm writing, capturing the essence of the rideMeeting new friends every hour, sharing advice and stories of lifeEverybody's got a tale, so open yourself to the thrill of the momentYou exchange a word and say good bye