• On my partner
    Blowing through the West,
    We stop and drop
    Forgetting all the rest.

    As the Red Desert sounds
    Toss and turn the soul,
    My motorcycle runs
    Right into a hole.

    Now we're stuck in an endless abyss
    And we're hitch hiking back
    On this, this, and this.

    Now we're fixed
    And back on the road,
    Moving on
    And driving on Home.