Run

It was about a year ago that three of us young dudes headed west.

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We had bought and prepared a 1997 Dodge Wagon, a beast of a carriage. It was hideous, so we painted flames and flowers and ‘carpe diem‘ on it. It was un-homely, so we built beds in the back and threw down carpet. It was sure to break down, so dear Jesus we prayed.

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camel

She was an American made metal camel – sometimes willfully carrying, sometimes having to be dragged across the desert. But we all made it through, east to west and back again. ‘‘Fading West’‘ was something of a last hurrah before college and real jobs and stuff to tie us down.


I’ve been a fan of Springsteen for a while. And this was an attempt at a song of his style from last August recorded on a Galaxy Note 5.

Run

We were rollin’ with fire in our eyes and down the sides of a hippie van,

Into the wild west where dreams waltz up and take you by the hand,

We were runnin’ like a prophet said the end times was near,

Like a deal with the devil gone bad and was runnin’ for the clear,

And it’s any man’s guess, how far we’ve come,

It’s every man’s dream, to run like we run, 

Run boy run,

Someday the strong tie of a family’s gonna hold me down,

And someday my name is gonna mean somethin’ in this here town,

Someday a whole lotta folks will depend on and look up to me,

But today is not that day, today I am free,

And it’s any man’s guess, how far I’ll go,

It’s every man’s dream to roam like I roam,

Go boy go,

Through the red-rock mesas that run through the desert sands,

The razor blade highways that cut through the badlands,

The California coastline, Montana big sky,

And between the lines, till you get back home,

Keep her between the lines till you get back home,


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