One of the things I loved to do while traveling was to stare out the window of a bus or a train for hours, as the landscape unfolding before me shifts and changes on the highways and tracks. From sharp, cold faces of mountains and large boulders, to the endless forests of trees, bathed by the warmest sunlight. I know that now, traveling has slowed to a crawl, and being stuck in our houses only makes the desire to go out and explore ever more present and unrelenting.

But I do know that one day, we will be able to open our doors again. Be able to hop on a train or a bus, or fly an airplane again without fear. To breath the fresh air, and to walk undaunted within crowds once more. To cross state lines and borders everywhere, as we go wherever our hearts, minds, and feet need to go.

In a bus going 50 miles an hour

I see myself

Running through the wood

My hair is down

My feet are bare,

I laugh and play

The only way I should.

I stare outside

At the scenery

And I look and think

"If only I could.

If only I could"

There's always a bridge

There's always a road

Steel tracks winding

Telling me where to go

There's always a bridge

There's always a road

As I wander,

Wherever I want to go...

I'm a free rider

Yes, a free rider

To the northern skies

Away from the southern flies

I'm a free rider

A dreaming fighter

The river is a bit wider

But oh, I'll be a free rider

For the last few days

I was running in a fog.

I felt nothing at all

Other than pain like a miserable bog

This was no walk in the park

I got so lost in the dark.

So I had to go away,

To the trees and coming summer days

There's always a bridge

There's always a road

I needed to get out

To where I needed to go...

There's always a bridge

There's always a road

As I travel,

Wherever I go...

I'm a free rider

Oh, a free rider

To the summer trees

Or the cool spring breeze

I am a free rider

A dreaming fighter

Under the bright blue sky,

I am a free rider.

Over there!

I grew strong,

Tried things I've never done

Never felt so good, in so long.

When I came back,

I was renewed,

Reborn and reinvented.

Time for the fog to fall off my back

There's always a bridge

There's always a road

Wherever i go...

I'm a free rider

Oh, a free rider

To the northern skies

From the southern flies

To the summer trees

And the cool spring breeze

A free rider

A dreaming fighter

The river is a bit wider

I'm getting out of the fog

Oh, I am a free rider