Man I’m never as free as when I’m there
racin’ that truck over the Crawford dirt,
’bout 60, 70, feels like 90 —
Has a Saint Paul fundamental engine,
reacts right with your foot; don’t hesitate —
All open thrust movement no looking back
’cause it’s, well, almost like it’s making the
decisions for ya and yur holdin’ on —
“We reject as false the choice between
our safety and our ideals”
I wanna be outta this town; never
wanted to rule from here; too much, well, noise.
Listening to one voice, that inner one,
that’s what my heroes always done, ‘least it
seems that way to me; the way I learnt it.
You gotta get out when yur done, when yur
done your job, and you let the next guy, you
know, go and do his thing. New sheriff in town.
“We will restore science to its
Guy I yusta drink with always ticked me
off, thinking that he always had the right
versions of stories. I could never quite
get that. I don’t care who ya are, you won’t
know all the story without making some
stuff up. At some point you hafta put your
faith in something higher; in someone who
knows more’n you do, ’cause man, He wrote it.
“We are ready to lead once more”
Being popular, you know, yusta be
real important to me, back when I was
drinkin’; and I yusta think that I could
never measure up to the wise men I
had so much respect for. But if you find
that voice, that one voice, then you know; you know
it’s not about your fears, or even ’bout
others’ fears; it’s about doin’ what’s right.