The sound of my ride between my legs.

The rumble of power wanting to fly.

The wind in my face, the land stretched before me.

No questions, no answers lay out on this stretch.

Just a bug or two that my face just might catch.

I cannot explain this to you who dont know.

Its a spirit all its own, a deep inner glow.

My heart it soars, with the spirits it flys.

The sun in my face as the day slowly dies.

The moon it rises, ahead on the land

Lighting my way, lending a hand.

Through wind and rain, the sun and sand.

We rumble on throughout this broad land.

No one can take this away from me.

I will never let them..Its how I am free.

Live to ride Ride to live.

On t-shirts and banners and chrome bits of steel.

For some just a slogan but for me it is real.

Take your stickers and shirts and throw them away...

Through rain, snow, and sun I'll show you the way.

Roads never traveled, to explore and to see..

Of machine and of man as one always be......