May 3, 2009


There’s a part of me, wild and free

In my heart there’s a wild wolf howling through the tall pine trees

Its a long cold trail that i’ve been on

There just doesn’t seem to be an end to this way I’ve been going

I can see that road spreading over the land

I see a young boy standing with a suitcase in his hand

It was long ago, the boy was me

I was running like a wolf in the mountains wild and free

I got it in my mind that it must have been the times that made me to wander away

From a family that i love a warm roof above but everybody around me does say

It was just me being wild and free.

I didn’t care at all which way i did go

I didn’t mind the hunger, the wind, or the rain or the snow

Cause i was on the road to what i wanted to be

Just another man moving down the highway wild and free

I got it in my mind that it must have been the times that made me to wander away

From a family that i love a warm roof above but everybody around me does say

It was just me being wild and free.

There’s a part of me still wild and free

In my heart there’s a wild wolf howling through the tall pine trees

Its a long cold trail that i’ve been on

There just doesn’t seem to be an end on this way i’ve been going

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Originally from Strongsville, OH, I spent 8 years in Raleigh, North Carolina and have since recently moved to Missoula, MT. I have been a runner all my life and have recently started pursuing ultra marathons. Any excuse to be outside and on the trails.