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~The Dreamer~



The Dreamer

by Marty Robbins


Wrapped in my bedroll,I look up at stars

colder than any woman I have known.

I need a break from towns and streets and bars.

I need to be out here and on my own.


There's something in these waves of rock and space

that I can learn to call on, I expect;

Someone -- and I might never see His face

- who'll know my need to center and connect.


I keep on riding,day by night by hour,

not knowing what's ahead, what rocks I'll climb,

praying for some connection with a Power

that I can ride with, down this trail of time.


-- Submitted by Norman M. Davis from Blue Island, Illinois --


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