No one dies alone

No one dies alone

Born alone and stupid

Angry boy

Go moan

Go groan on that road alone

With a thousand arms reaching

With their forefinger pointed straight at you

Bent up

Broken from those gentle hands soft

Up rooted by Dean Moriarty in my life through

Life through a scope

Escape

Running

On all that road going

Going

Going

With this epiphany laid upon this decaying mind

Bent to another a corner turned and gone fast

As I watch the stars dancing across the night sky

No one can do this road alone

Nobody

Nobody knows

The turning of tomorrow’s page

So boy don’t roll your bones alone

Being stubborn and stupid

Go forth and go

Go forth and go

Just go

Hand in hand with your summer’s delight

Supple sweet tasteful

I say would I not die alone