Sweet Billy Pilgrim Here It Begins
Every night I’d tell myself that I’d had enough, that I’d
pack it in and settle down. Every morning I’d wake up,
crawl back into the car and drive. I thought “Why not?
Why not keep driving, There’s no reason to stop”. I was
on the road for 13 months in all, I covered just about
the whole of the United States. It wasn’t the places I
went to were important, it was the drive. The feeling you
get when you’re going fast along an empty highway and
everything is flashing past. You know nothing last longer
than a moment, nothing to hold you back or weigh you
down. When I was driving nothing could hurt me. Then I
met you.
