No destination

Verse 1: The sun is sinkin' low behind the rusted hills, Leaving behind the ghosts and all the bitter pills. Stretching out before me is a lonely road, Trying to shake the weight of this heavy load. Chorus: Riding high on my dusty motorcycle, The world’s a blur of memories and wind. Got no destination, got no place to call home, Just me and the highway where the wild things roam. Verse 2: Then the clouds cracked open and the sky turned gray, The water’s soaking through my leather in the worst of ways. Like a lonely dog, I wander in the rain, Searching for a shelter to ease this kind of pain. Solo: (Slow, crying blues guitar solo) Chorus: Riding high on my dusty motorcycle, The world’s a blur of memories and wind. Got no destination, got no place to call home, Just me and the highway where the wild things roam. Outro: Yeah, just me... and that lonely road.