"Here's to the hearts of that cold, lonesome track,
To the life of the wanderlust... Free.
To all who have gone and have never come back,
Here's a tribute to you and me.
With our feet in the dirt, we're the grit of the Earth,
Heads a-ridin' the heavens o'erhead.
And they won't find a nickel of value or worth,
When our fortunes are tallied and read.
But no richer clan has there ever been known,
Since the times of all ruin and wrack;
Than those of us lost to the dust outward blown,
Who have gone and never come back."
-Nimblewill Nomad
