riding sideways on this fend bench through the amber waves of grain on a postcard it looks pretty but to us it just feels like pain start thinking slow we got a ways to go to the show ice storm out of cleveland unleashed all its power we slipped past the hotel exit didn t make it back for two more hours it feels like home is the holiday inn for me and slim looking over fences the grass ain t always green sometimes you re the low card and sometimes you re then queen there s a lot we re learning and even more unknown let s try staying in tune and keep the players in tone got stopped at the northern border headed for a one off in montreal they drug up a tiny package that we didn t know we had at all it feels like a game no one can win for me and slim riding shock waves on this fend bench from sea to shining sea hope our postcard made it back to where we long to be finally heading home our soles are wearing thin finally heading home to friends and kin we re finally heading home but we ll leave again me and slim on the road again can t wait to be on the road again making music with my friends