Traveling song.

Ya lo decía el capítulo 73 "incurables, perfectamente incurables..."
Correr de nuevo sin zapatos en busca del Gran Tornillo.
Huir, por encima de todo huir.
Y no preguntes por qué.


Dont waste your time now asking me why.
I dont know, I know i'll just be moving along.
You'd say that home is where my love is at,
I say that home is where I hang my hat

The time has come to sing a travelling song.