Sometimes I dream i'm driving down an old dirt road,
Not even listed on a map,
I see a man and son carrying a fishing pole,
But I always wake up every time, I try to turn back........
I think of the old days and think of times in this world today and yes a tear rolls down my cheek.
Time to train these pytons!
To 99.99 percent of you, SEE YA!
To Jag, I shall miss you my love!