Hitchhiking North
I hailed a ride from the back of the mission, headed to the north
It was a warm, still night
As we drove the moon rose up and sat upon the road
I felt I did what's right. Driving towards that light, I felt I was alive
The driver spoke about his troubles, I listened dutifully as we sailed through the night
In this car, I'm what I want to be I have no history
I chose to do what's right. Leave in the middle of the night. I headed to the north
I chose to do what's right. Committed to the north
Autor(es): Alpine Decline