I was in the winter of my life, and I found my only summer. At night, I fell asleep with visions of myself, dacin and laughin and cryin with tem. Every night I use to pray that I'd find my people, and finally I did. On the open road we had nothing to lose, nothing to gain and nothing we desired anymore. And my motto is the same as ever, I believe in the kindness of strangers. And when I'm at war with myself, I ride, I just ride.