Great expectations and elusive dreams
found lascivious for the reasons unseen
a silent misfortune is the destination unknown
weaved into the delicate webs that we have sown
up to the heavens how we often cry
searching for reflection when loved ones die
soon to be a memory in the sands of time
without a reason life must be a crime
when the days are forgotten and the night is long
something inside without fail keeps on going strong
when all hope is lost and faith leads the way
helpless desires to find a way
torments that bind you locked inside
you turn the key and start to ride
where the rain is heavy and the air is cold
you must be crazy to ride so bold
faster faster and into the storm
the heat of the engine will keep you warm
when everyone you know has been lost
you ride even faster at whatever the cost
realizing you must surrender into something new
putting to rest everything loved that you once knew
pushing the engine till it gets hot
only the wonder of wether it can take it or not
suddenly that unfamiliar yet familiar sound
of the limit to which that engine is bound
the ride is over and it has lost its load
somewhere out there on the open road