A gentle float, she runs with scents of sweetness.
The road casts and bolts, warm & cold trancelike.
As I like to her eyes, that vast power.
roaring harp and sing, thy butterflies my stomach dances.

My pout put to rest, she forms her happiness with tightness.
A little days of duckling, crosses me just beyond.
As the day, never has it come at me with lightness.
O goodness I trip each early light, forever I have found.

The disorderly rays is skilled with teaching tis' a joy to drive.
All this beauty! It’s good to be on the autobaun.

As you can see now
We've lost two men to Father Time
They were your friends
As they were mine

They both were outlaws
and they lived life their own way
If we had our choice
They'd still be here today
But, I am not the one
Who took them both away
That's all I've got to say

They were our brothers
And they stood here dressed in black
Close your eyes and they are back
They're in the ether
Waiting there for their return
They'll tell us what they saw
And then we will all learn
That life's a circle
And death is no concern
When they do return....

We are all highwaymen
And we all travel different roads
We all bear witness
Carry loads
We will all pass this way
More than once I'm sure
There will be other times
When we meet at death's door
But as for now, I say
No more than evermore
For we will meet again....

Once there were four of us
And the world was our domain
We've gone away
Come back again
We sailed the seven seas
And rode the highway roads
We flew on starships
And we followed our own code
We met the horsemen
And our souls we did unload
And we'll be back again...