Hitchhiking is not dead, by Fall Guy

Hitchhiking is not dead

Hitcher I

Hitchhiking is not dead,

it is barely alive,

as i am

walking western streets of pain.

Despondent soul,

vagrant face,

desert pants,

cowboy boots,

hippie eyes,

child mind,

forgotten destiny.

From the moonlight i am born again… lying face up in the gutter of lif… I see no stars, Only darkness leading to Sin & sweat and blood

Destiny is my drowning. Water is life, It’s sister is sin. I cannot detach myself. Except to ride America’s highway,