Intro: verse 1 Started Talking to a couple of weathered strangers sittin' down on motor cycles, we passed on the highway stepped into, the service station took a piss, bought water, got fuel till you arrived verse 2 blood is flowing and mountains are blurring there is something stirring, way down inside barely know my home base home (pause) seems I'm rarely there for any share of time Bridge the neighborhood's the same, they all remember my name, holding no reservations the newness is wearing in I check my eyes to see if they have spokes see if they are moving, see if they have spokes see if there is some where else to ride break (slide from Barely know, my air base home ) Seems I'm rarely there for any share of time, before I ride