He Rides
He Rides
When he gets lonely he rides,
all through town,
up and down
the small town streets and neighborhoods.
He lives alone,
his wife is gone,
the days are long,
so he rides.
He returns home to rest a while.
The walls start closing in,
he knows nothing else to do,
so he rides again
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