Thursday, March 27, 2008

On the edge of reason

It was a bike ride into the unknown
a spirit that soars the sky

a mind that was clouded
and a quest for that high

the roar of the desert
the music of the ride
nowhere to to go
a quest for that pride

I needed a reason
a reason to survive
I needed a reason
a reason to be alive

a fight needs a cause
a cause needs a fight
life may not be fair
but living it is my right

I hit that throttle
for that burst of speed
the cobwebs cleared
and I felt the need

blacker than night the gates stood before me
the devil at the door
and a life after death