Rusty path

Riding alone always there's a she
All alone towards fifty six
Full moon and showers of stars
Guarding an ammunition dump
Two meters of rusty barbed- wire
Shallow trench second WW bombs good for nothing
Flat desert light winds Grateful Dead live in my ears
Hypnotized I woke up only today
Oh I did
But I tend not to explain
No
I asked for a horse I asked for money
(Not too much)
I've got it all
I am alone in my settle she's hugging me
I feel nothing I feel a lot I feel empty
I feel love I want to cherish
I am addicted
73'
I fell asleep
Riding alone hugged by love