The Rolling People

Where did it go, the summer of love? when spirits soared, to stars above, spirit of youth set free at last no longer held by voices passed beyond control in pastures free my brothers and sisters, my bus and me.. Days of peace, and nights of fire outside the towns, beyond the wire no junk mail poured through my door no sick demands to fight their wars no homeless here while we had space no lost souls, no rats that race No one lost, only found no one trapped within some town could it be so lost and gone? or does that spirit linger on? within my heart still burns a fire to that life I still aspire Are there some with souls still free who'll crash the gates and ride with me on to victory at last remember all the glory past one last hurrah, beyond our fears to live our days, not count our years... Music by THE VERVE This HD video is made from my own photos and documents my story of life on the road as a new age traveller 1985-1994. These photos are 1986-1991. I've deliberately omitted very nasty or violent scenes, but they did happen. this was a time of brutal tory party repression, remember that when you vote next.