I'm a man of the canyons and wide open spaces you've never even seen walk thru
Lately it seems I'm a man only of my own dreams
Over water falls jumping like the sure footed cherokee.
I just wanna scream once in a while.
White water calls me,screams out to me in my dreams,
Haunts my very existance it seems .
The Yellow-Fork and the French Broad they becheach me at night
saying rodeo "Don't forget me, I'm still trecherous ,I'm still raging .
Don't get to old to let me try to kill you again.
"Bring your old bones. Try my hard stones
I'll give you a pass if you just bring your scared sorry ass."
Just put it in the wind you will never be my enemy
You've never been anything but a friend .
I sleep in deserts ,I breathe the dust ,I thrive on the misery and drink up the lust
.......... Of destruction .
On the sea you'll find me .In the night I can sleep without fear.
May the bringer of sorrow remember me tomorrow because at night
Every thing seems so much clearer....
Every moment is now ,every breath is all we can hold.
Never forget that to whine is to regret.
But the instant is all we hold.
I'm a fiend of extreme and an ever fading dream and on the sea or desert you
May find me .
But wherever I go I know in my heart I know.
No rules or preconceptions ever set forth can bind me.
7/24/08
Big sky Montana
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