Burned by his car
but it goes unnoticed
he's a traveler
sleep on his back
Mandolin in hand

He sees us all the same
livers, not dreamers he tells
me

Another shot goes down
AND THE FUTURE IS UNCLEAR
there's a familiar sound
singing in my ears

So I follow his lead
learn his ways,
See the land, keep the rich
pass the days

So drenched from the sun
my feet lose their moment
the hurt
I tell him I can't go any further
its not meant for mr

He smiled quietly,
Laughed his smile
and went away

I never heard him again
until I opened the paper
and found his death

He was like me, from my
town, A gentle creature
with so many experiences
no one would know.

I went to his memory
told stories no one would
Now, tears of joy and
pain combined in sweet
smiles

He was here, there and away too.