These eyes that are worn from the road
Dirt tears neverending
The prize that keeps me from home
It's gone but keeps pretending
A journey that I walk alone
The sky it's line and this run
Clouds of dust as I kick them bones
My boots my Pride and my Gun
It's all I can do to recall
That time is still against me
The...
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Dirt tears neverending
The prize that keeps me from home
It's gone but keeps pretending
A journey that I walk alone
The sky it's line and this run
Clouds of dust as I kick them bones
My boots my Pride and my Gun
It's all I can do to recall
That time is still against me
The...
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abyssia:
this feels alone, but not lonesome... i smile.

jennynicole:
Guess what.... I'm BACKKKKKK! Don't pretend you're not thrilled. lol. Love ya!!
