Two Worlds

Two Worlds

 

One foot here and one foot there.

Places seen where most don’t dare.

The side that sees the winding road

And one that guides the brush.

 

Iron cage and bracelet links

Just aint my cup of tea.

Wish the motherfuckers

Would stop and let me be.

 

Live my life my own way

An’ try to tread on none.

Swing the blade of vengeance

Disguised in artistry.

 

What really does it matter

If I choose to wear a lid.

Life is never safe you see,

No matter what you did.

 

I ride because I have to,

Wind between my teeth

Art the guise that mirrors soul

And what resides in me.

 

Soul that never bowed

To staid conformity

Heart that beats, reddened

Wildly and free.

 

Ride alone or with another.

Miles beneath my feet.

Wind and water, fire and earth

Keeps me in that seat.

 

Paid those dues and all the rest

And pay em twice again.

Not quite crossing far enough

For life in souless pen.

 

Walk along the razor line.

One hand upon the blade.

Touch the knife to taste the ink

In which a life is laid.

 

I ride because of wild love

For places I haven’t been.

High among the peaks

And low across the land.

 

Keep the gas tank full

Leathers close at hand

Through the rainy morning

Or burning sunlit grand.

 

I ride because I have to

Fly both swift and free

Roving like the ancients

Across the lands unseen.

 

So lay me in the corners,

fast and flying low.

Upon an open endless road

Destination long unknown.

 

Banfiadh – copywrite2009

Restless Road

Restless Road

 

Can you hear it calling,

On the other side of day

Can you hear the wind,

A call to come and play?

 

Restless road is drawing

Whispering my name

Restless road is calling

Within an endless day.

 

Pace the floor and pace again

Through the window glance

Grab the keys and hit the door

Within a moments chance

 

Hear the road a calling

Restless is my name

Following the siren song

Upon the restless breeze

 

Down long road across the plain

Over hills and back again

Through the day and into night

Restless wind untamed.

 

Can you hear it calling?

Restless, free-wind child?

Long restless road is calling

Untamed, unchained and running wild.

 

Banfiadh2008

Revised2009