Hitchhiker Man

I dream of hitting the road at times; here's the best I can do for now. Enjoy all.



Slip away the hours that wonder by
Take in the days you’ve ridden hard and fast
Rest your back on milepost
Know that you’ll soon reach the coast

Stick out your thumb, you hitchhiker man
and hitch a ride across this wilderness land
Chase down that pickup truck, jump in the back
Watch the road peel away like a raceway track

Life isn’t slow; hell life’s a bit fast
Don’t try and see through kicked up dust
Look ahead; see what you’re movin’ on past
So much thrill when road-hardened and adrenaline-rushed

Jumping up out of the truck and leather footin’
Up burned out highway you’re a workin’
Take up your rucksack, all you got in this here world
And come to know ‘neath starry night, life is worth a twirl

And in the morn there’s your kind shadow, tall or short
Racing out into the day, giving it hell, surely sport
It doesn’t see any bounds like regular people do
It understands life, how it’s best for you

Oh, there’s an old truck driving fast ya understand
Getting on by, but you’ll catch it up swift
And stick your thumb out like any good hitchhiker man
With a smile on your face, so happy for the lift

Slip away the hours that wonder by
Take in the days you’ve ridden hard and fast
Rest your back on milepost
Know that you’ll soon reach the coast

Wheat fields, lake shores, mountain vistas
Towns and cities, cattle and horses
Trucks and truck stops, city towers and small farms
young woman holding a baby in her arms

All life’s shut up in our heads
Got to give ‘er freedom, give ‘er wings
Life ain’t livin’ in the comfort of bed
It’s livin’ it everyday, high and haughty as kings

Make your adventure when at crossroads
Take the path you may fear, oft will loath
Give up workin’ for the man you’re a slave too
We all got life to be getting, and no money gives it to you

Stick out your thumb, you hitchhiker man
and hitch a ride across this wilderness land
Chase down that pickup truck, jump in the back
Watch the road peel away like a raceway track

Life’s just dust in the wind
Kicked up as you’re movin’ on past
you can't wait for the dust to settle then
You got to get up and start movin’, get ‘er going fast

Natures Wake

I watched INTO THE WILD and it made me think that even though Chris (main character) was a bit off there, too, is something oddly fascinating about throwing your lot into the wild, using your own two hands and mind and seeing what you could do without the crutches we all walk around with whenever we leave the comfort of home. In some small way, I've escaped into nature many times, but never to this man's extent!

Cast me simple
Into a life without

No cars
No roads to wonder
No cities
No industry to thunder

And take me into the quiet
Give me ears to listen

To the birds
To the crickets of the night
To the wind
To the dry leaves in flight

Grab me up, heart and soul
Show me the way to always roam

Through deserts
Through fields of blowing wheat
Through forests
Through rivers of flowing streets

Swear that I will live
as any of a million creatures

Like the mosquito
Like the hawk that dives and swoops
Like the lake trout
Like the chicken that jumps the coop

Freed souls we will always relate
Of times caught in Nature's wake

In the forests
In the alpine lakes so calm
In the moonlight
In the high peaks at dawn

So cast me simple
Into a life without

No cars
No roads to wonder
No cities
No industry to thunder

And lay me softly on meadowed shores
remind me of these places I so adore

Cloud Walker

If you ask me to tell you of the mountains and adventure, I will give you a story of suffering and misery, joy and happiness, and I will tell it with a smile and a laugh, as if it were the greatest of times. Maybe like the beach is for you, playing in the ocean waves with martini’s and a cold glass of water sitting on a small table-stand between lawn chairs. Yes, but that isn't exactly how the mountains are, is it now? You can’t ask the ogre to be quiet while he eats, no more than you can ask the mountains to be safe. They are full of danger. But, there is also more to the story, something that words fail to relate? Something most folks just roll their eyes at and remain flabbergasted, "Can't you die out there?" So worried are they of death, most people so desperately grip to their fears, they never move their hands to the next hold and climb anything, in life or mountains. Sure, death scares the hell out of me.

And by God (!), you could die?

But I see it different than that.