One More Ride Before The Cold

Leather and gasoline
asphalt and dreams
The winding road, the long way home
No straight lines from A to B
We only have a few short months
before we lose the roads
So I gear up and I take
one more ride before the cold

One more ride before the cold
is all that’s on my mind
The cooling breeze upon my face
the landscape in my eyes
I twist the throttle to unlock
the last piece of my soul
The wheels spin, my face, a grin
One more ride before the cold

In this life travelling
many ways down many paths
I’ve done my best to leave a mark
to create some things that last
They say the final walk is one
we all must walk alone
If that’s the case I’ll take my bike
One more ride before the cold