El Vagabundo Part 1

Ive driven all over, drifting from place to place.
Never really staying long.
Living here, stay there, and thinking i had it all.

I guess you could say it started in 2009.   When I was left in the cold.
Down, beaten, i did what i did best, i left.
Out of money and out of luck, grasping at little opportunities that would arrive.

Construction, Silvaculture, Teacher, Guarding at a jail, Roofing, a Mover, anything to get me by.
In that time, id longed and searched, for what?  someone too who cared?
someone who didn't use me or manipulate to confuse me?

So i left once again, to escape disgrace.
leaving behind the voices of the throng.
Me, my car and a few personal things, thats all.

I guess you could say it started in April of 2011.  When i was lost from the fold.
Fighting, scrambling, for a foothold, doing my best.
Out of time i thought, out of heart,  ill just  do what i must to survive.

I wasn't really Searching, or looking, or expecting to see what would come by.
A friend of a friend, who caught my attention.  and who's attention i too had snared.
Someone who didnt use me? And or manipulate to confuse me?

Ive traveled all over, and i've seen alot of sights and have met alot of people.
But no one like this.