Done and dusted, I watch the sun set.
Walk the unwalked, get sordid and wet.
I've got a twin, too, we have long walks.
Many priceless moments, many silent talks.
Together we were worn, coalesced we both.
For this journey of countless miles, we set forth.
Through dusk and dawn, we worn ourselves out.
But enjoyed ourselves, 'cause we both were stout.
But time's changed, it's not the same anymore.
I liked greens under me, like them journeys before.
We used to climb a thousand hills.
Jumping above rocks, all the thrills.
I recall all those days, in this rack.
Hoping to get the sun, get on the journeys back.
I know my fate, soon I will be thrown.
And only as a piece of leather, will I be known.
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