ONE GEAR AWAY...

Four decades of life dry up on my skin
Like a scab on the knee of my childhood
Lost in the laughing of ridicule and scorn
Lost in violent reactions of ridicule and scorn

Being a misfit is a full time job with no pay
Just working for the benefets day by day
Along with the buck pass the pain away
Looking to get on that highway from hell

And if heaven is truly just one gear away
I'll take a four stroke, one down four up
Get rid of those sissy bars baby grab me
Together on the road we'll ride and be free

The wind in my hair no helment today
The sun on my shoulders takes the weight
Of the world away as the revs of my engine
From the twist of the throttle takes us both away

To where ever our gypsy sprits feel free
From the shackles of dreaded conformity
Not forcing square pegs in round holes
But strecting our legs onto highway pegs

Watching the road unfurl like a flag
Under spinnig spoked wheels polished
To shinelike our souls to which we stay true
As we ride on beyond our eternal blues