He wouldn't go back to school and when he was forced to,
He ran away towards his aunt's house in Laramie, WY
He was picked up first by a Mexican family
Who drove him as far as Boise
He bought a loaf of bread and spent the night by the river there
He always walked with his head down
Always staring at the ground
He never said anything to anyone, he could hardly say anything to anyone
In the morning he caught a ride from a couple in a U-haul
But they broke down on the highway and he left them there
As he walked down the road a patrolman stopped and took him in
He waited three weeks until he just escaped one night
He stayed with a group of men in a condemned hotel
But they were all demented and insane and
he saw a guy get stabbed
He ran to a truck stop, snuck in the back of a pick up
underneath an old blanket he watched snow drift off the cab
2 rides later he was in Laramie
He walked through the fields and side strees to his aunt's house
In the faint light he saw her horses and he walked down the drive
When she saw him, she held him and promised she'd never make him go back