One of the things I loved to do while traveling was to stare out the window of a bus or a train for hours, as the landscape unfolding before me shifts and changes on the highways and tracks. From sharp, cold faces of mountains and large boulders, to the endless forests of trees, bathed by the warmest sunlight. I know that now, traveling has slowed to a crawl, and being stuck in our houses only makes the desire to go out and explore ever more present and unrelenting.
But I do know that one day, we will be able to open our doors again. Be able to hop on a train or a bus, or fly an airplane again without fear. To breath the fresh air, and to walk undaunted within crowds once more. To cross state lines and borders everywhere, as we go wherever our hearts, minds, and feet need to go.
In a bus going 50 miles an hour
I see myself
Running through the wood
My hair is down
My feet are bare,
I laugh and play
The only way I should.
I stare outside
At the scenery
And I look and think
"If only I could.
If only I could"
There's always a bridge
There's always a road
Steel tracks winding
Telling me where to go
There's always a bridge
There's always a road
As I wander,
Wherever I want to go...
I'm a free rider
Yes, a free rider
To the northern skies
Away from the southern flies
I'm a free rider
A dreaming fighter
The river is a bit wider
But oh, I'll be a free rider
For the last few days
I was running in a fog.
I felt nothing at all
Other than pain like a miserable bog
This was no walk in the park
I got so lost in the dark.
So I had to go away,
To the trees and coming summer days
There's always a bridge
There's always a road
I needed to get out
To where I needed to go...
There's always a bridge
There's always a road
As I travel,
Wherever I go...
I'm a free rider
Oh, a free rider
To the summer trees
Or the cool spring breeze
I am a free rider
A dreaming fighter
Under the bright blue sky,
I am a free rider.
Over there!
I grew strong,
Tried things I've never done
Never felt so good, in so long.
When I came back,
I was renewed,
Reborn and reinvented.
Time for the fog to fall off my back
There's always a bridge
There's always a road
Wherever i go...
I'm a free rider
Oh, a free rider
To the northern skies
From the southern flies
To the summer trees
And the cool spring breeze
A free rider
A dreaming fighter
The river is a bit wider
I'm getting out of the fog
Oh, I am a free rider
