I never wanted to make amends. I never wanted to take these bends around again into dead ends. I never wanted to get ahead. I never wanted to break this bread to feed instead of being fed up with the way it was when the sky fell down to the dirt because there's nothing dividing between where your eyes meet the sun and something's inviting you to come undone and join us in thanking the powers that be for all they are taking from us to be free from our horizons. It don't make any sense to be compromising for convenience.
I want to know why I'm blinded by giants who see for themselves and speak their own mindless science to sell.
Well, I want to know why I'm on the road. I'm on the run. I'm not supposed to know I am done.