King of the Road

I’ve always been on my own
Wandering window to window
Where I had no place to call home
Hoping for warmth that couldn’t come
To a nomad on the roam
A lifetime abandoned to the road:
On my own, but never alone.

My life has passed like scenes
Through a train window
Streets and towns and dreams
Clasped hands and hopes
Scattered by the slipstream
Settling into the debris,
Fragments of me left unredeemed

Like unpunched tickets
But I’ve always had my plus-One
Through the thick of it
My ride-along I couldn’t shake
Through drought or sickness
Learning maybe love
Doesn’t need the chimney and pickets

Maybe sleeping in a cold railcar
Is as good as a home
When you know how far
The One beside you will travel
Will persevere through hard
Miles, and hearts, and tears,
Under the rain or stars.

It won’t be long again
Before I take up the bindle
But I already know when
I disappear in the night
My flight won’t be without my Friend
Because You never leave me alone
From beginning to end

You’re the only One I could ever count on;
You’re the only faithful among faithless men.