The Rolling People

Where did it go, the summer of love?
when spirits soared, to stars above,
spirit of youth set free at last
no longer held by voices passed
beyond control in pastures free
my brothers and sisters, my bus and me..

Days of peace, and nights of fire
outside the towns, beyond the wire
no junk mail poured through my door
no sick demands to fight their wars
no homeless here while we had space
no lost souls, no rats that race

No one lost, only found
no one trapped within some town
could it be so lost and gone?
or does that spirit linger on?
within my heart still burns a fire
to that life I still aspire

Are there some with souls still free
who'll crash the gates and ride with me
on to victory at last
remember all the glory past
one last hurrah, beyond our fears
to live our days, not count our years...

Music by THE VERVE This HD video is made from my own photos and documents my story of life on the road as a new age traveller 1985-1994. These photos are 1986-1991. I've deliberately omitted very nasty or violent scenes, but they did happen. this was a time of brutal tory party repression, remember that when you vote next.