Secret Someones Paroles

Where all would travel
Where all would tread and trip

Where all the rolling rollers roll
And all the secret someones go
And all the roving rovers ramble
Down my back, down my track...

The horizon disappears
Like a windswept trail
Gone from wind and rain
Blurred like a charcoal stain
Smearing your face
Your shins are skinned again
You can soak up my heat
Sweat your beaded jewels to the street

Where all the rolling rollers roll...

Hey hey hey hey
Where all the rolling rollers roll...