Muscled painted rusty steel
All the better to get the feel
Of the pebbles and the cracks in the pavement
Rolling 'neath my worn tires
With axle nuts held on by pliers
This ride is a tired bedraggled beast
When the falling down barn comes into view
The frame flexes that way as if it knew
That this was it's final resting place of peace
Into a rock walled corner
Smothered in a military grade tarp
This Indian now waits for younger hands and eyes
To own the road in their own time
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All the better to get the feel
Of the pebbles and the cracks in the pavement
Rolling 'neath my worn tires
With axle nuts held on by pliers
This ride is a tired bedraggled beast
When the falling down barn comes into view
The frame flexes that way as if it knew
That this was it's final resting place of peace
Into a rock walled corner
Smothered in a military grade tarp
This Indian now waits for younger hands and eyes
To own the road in their own time
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