Changes With the Wind

Out on the line, weightless, and beyond design

Light and heavy, and running through the night

Half awake, found the wild in the wilderness

Under the starry sky of strays

Made of fire, and desire

Turns like a wheel and changes with the wind

Best as an instrument, all the notes played with discipline

Hanging in tune, and rising as they fall

Half alive, aching into tomorrow’s drive

Holding the stormy, spinning wheel

Made of fire, and desire

Turns like a wheel, and changes with the wind

Will the night turn and slip

Stay fast or lose its grip

Set alight and drive into a dream

Make it through the night again

Count back from a thousand to ten

Ride it out, and drive into a dream

Made of fire, and desire

Turns like a wheel and changes with the wind

Out on the line…