strange rider

i ride and talk and watch the legend before me
the birds in the sky hide as I go by
the sin on my skin is picked thin
nimble and fragile I worship the dirt

holding onto a season filled with myths
seeing the same trees you smile mile after mile
following a taste from long ago
i praise the dirty minds that give chase

given a choice i'll go back to the old ways
stay and reminisce with me and hold your line
drink and remember the old times
turn a pedal in anger as you race towards the fire