Dust on the truck handles and no candles
Maps abound, but cannot be found
We’re never lost, but found
Skies on fire ready to dance
and looking for chance
Twisted tire rubber filled with dirt and hurt
More miles before us,
but hope ahead of us
Hike hard and travel fast
Stare to the future and forget the past
Photos can’t capture the detail, but we try
We don’t need a camera, just sit back and enamor
Dusted skies filled with kaleidoscope colors and passionate lovers
Hoping to never go home and be alone
The sound of moving Earth under our boots, makes us stronger and helps us capture our roots.
Where is the next trail
We will find it without fail
Deep inside the dark, is where we find our light.
Always pursue