Restless . . .
Even when you walk among the shadows of your mind
When your thoughts are chaos across the great divide
The world caves in around you as you pace around your soul
Let your spirit ride the wind, through the shifts of time
You saddle up your iron horse and head out for a ride
The walls are close about you and the worlds getting dim
You can hear the echoed whispers of restless roaming wind
Road lays there inviting as you wonder where am I
The road calls in the silence and its time to ride again
Shell never turn you down and shell never turn away
Shell always be there waiting until that final day
The road she is a lover and all times is she a friend
She calls to you to ride upon the lonely winds
When the days seem endless and the quiets far away
Smoke on the horizon and thunder drives the day
Lay down the throttle gently until its open wide
On down the open road and across the rolling plain
When you reach the foothills times washed away by rain
So you roll into the mountains and feel alive again
Wind rides upon your shoulder with nowhere else to go
Take the road less traveled in between the now and then
She’ll never turn you down and she’ll never turn away
She’ll always be there waiting when you hit the road again
Across the lines of memory and roads of yesterday
She’ll always be there waiting as the sunset ends he day
Ever new horizon that passes through your view
Keep the wheels turning each road is travelled new
See the next bend turning as you fly along the ground
Iron horse keeps rolling now lay the hammer down
Endless is the highway as we travel with the wind
Tomorrows just a memory in the road of yesterday
Worn upon the restless heart and shadows of your soul
Shared with those who travel, upon the lonely roads
Shell always be there waiting when you roll out for a ride
Just around the corner upon the endless tide
She’ll never turn you down and she’ll never turn away
Even when you take the ride that is your final day.
R.W.W. Banfadh – wolfthought 2010-06-06
