That Valiente Traveling Man,wandering the plains of time,he has so many friends yet is the loneliest person around.His companions leave because they must,they fall in love,stay to fight,his lover trapped in another world.That Valiente traveling man,his inicial and everything he ever knew gone-all the work of his greatest foe.He is heartbroken a look of 900 years of sorrow in his eyes.That Valiente traveling man says he's all right-cracks a joke and mover on.But everyone one who knows knows that it's code for I'm not all right at all as a wise woman once said.He has saved so many lives and has never been thanked.Thank that Valiente traveling man,whom everyone loves,and nobody knows
