I’ve had this feeling since i don’t know when
pushin’ out my game from a 12 gauge pen…
i’m restless… don’t know why.

It’s hard to anchor to a holograph
hard to carry tunage in a holey sack…
i’m racked yea

Ready to ride

But ridin’s kinda pointless when there’s nowhere to go…
Endless field of strangeness from above and below…

Weightless

And prayin’s not an option when you can’t find a soul…
When the naked truth exposed reveals a gaping hole…
I’m paid out…

Ready to ride

Got a black bomb and it’s tickin’ away…
Gonna take it out on the blue highway.

Gonna make a change… gonna start today…
Gonna tie the branches up and throw them away…
I know…

Over due

Try… try… try again but just can’t see…
Someone pulled the rug out from under me
I swear…

Don’t know who

I had myself convinced it was the real deal…
And how can one resist such a strong appeal…

GUILTY

But somewhere deep inside i know i’ll find some truth…
And hold it high so everyone can see it too…
The pearl… from the shoe…

Got a black bomb and it’s tickin’ away…
Gonna take it out on the blue highway

Blue highway…
…..Ready to ride.