Say that I starved; that I was lost and weary;
That I was burned and blinded by the desert sun;
Footsore, thirsty, sick with strange diseases;
Lonely and wet and cold, but that I kept my dream!

— Everitt Ruess

• Say That I Was Starved
• Things Get Broken And Sometimes They Get Repaired
• You Be The Girl
• There Is No Rest For There Are Many Miles To Walk
• Marriage Is A Recognition Of Spiritual Identity