The Eternally Homeless
“… Where everybody? Where life? I had my home to go to, my place to lay my head down and figure the losses and figure the gain that I knew was in there somewhere too.” - On The Road, Jack Kerouac “And the road becomes my bride I have stripped of all but pride So in her I do confide And she keeps me satisfied Gives me all I need” - Wherever I May Roam, Metallica







