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RUSH; RED BARRCETTA


MY UNCLE HAS A COUNTRY PLACE
THAT NO ONE KNOWS ABOUT
HE SAYS IT USED TO BE A FARM
BEFORE THE MOTOR LAWS

NOW SUNDAYS I ELUDE THE EYES
AND HOP THE TURBINE FREIGHT
TO FAR OUTSIDE THE WIRE
WHERE MY WHITE HAIR UNCLE WAITS

JUMP TO THE GROUND
AS THE TURBO SLOWS TO THE BORDERLINE
RUN LIKE THE WIND
AS EXCITEMENT SHIVERS
UP AND DOWN MY SPINE

DOWN IN THE BARN
MY UNCLE PRESERVED OR ME AN OLD MACHINE
FOR FIFTY ODD YEARS
TO KEEP IT AS NEW HAS BEEN HIS DEAREST DREAM

I STRIP AWAY THE OLD DEBRIS THAT HIDES THE SHINNING CAR
A BRILLIANT RED BARCHETTA FROM A BETTER VANISHED TIME
FIRE UP THE WILLING ENGINES RESPONDING WITH A ROAR
TIRES SPITTING GRAVEL AS I COMMIT MY WEEKLY CRIME




WIND IN MY HAIR
SHIFTING AND DRIFTING
MECHANICAL MUSIC
ADRENALINE SURGE

WELL WEATHERED LEATHER
HOT METAL AND OIL
THE SCENT OF COUNTRY AIR
SUNLIGHT ON CHROME
THE BLUR OF THE LANDSCAPE
EVERY NERVE AWARE

    solo

SUDDENLY AHEAD OF ME ACROSS HE MOUNTAINSIDE
A GLEAMING ALLOY AIR CAR SHOOTS TOWARDS ME TWO LANES WIDE
I SPIN AROUND WITH SHRIEKING TIRES TO RUN THE DEADLY RACE
GO SCREAMING THROUGH THE VALLEY AS ANOTHER JOINS THE CHASE

DRIVE LIKE THE WIND
STRAINING THE LIMITS OF MACHINE AND MAN
LAUGHING OUT LOUD
WITH FEAR AND HOPE
I'VE GOT A DESPERATE PLAN

AT THE ONE LANE BRIDGE
I LEAVE THE GIANTS STRANDED
AT THE RIVER SIDE
RACE BACK TO THE FARM
TO DREAM WITH MY UNCLE
AT THE FIRESIDE

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