Lyric

Headlight glow on the midnight lane

Wind on the visor, a thin white rain

Markers fade in a silver stream

Pulse in my chest like a steady beam

Booth lights glow in a neon row

Green light flashes, then I go

Hands on the grips, calm but tight

Rolling through the hush of the night

Keep it moving, keep it clean

Every lane cuts sharp and lean

Fast lane fever, glass and steel

Hands on the grips, that iron feel

Run through the light, cut through the grey

Nothing to catch me, nothing to say

When the road goes wide and the shadows bend

I ride that edge till the horizon ends

Lean in hard, let the motion bite

Chrome on the bike in the tunnel light

Slide, rise, glide, then pull away

Heat in the tires and a pulse in play

White stripes flashing, one by one

Speed in my blood like a live wire run

Cut through the dark, let the echoes hum

One more booth and the night goes numb

Overpass streaks in a blue white glow

Guardrail lines as the tailwinds blow

Fuel sign flickers in the mirror view

Road ahead keeps opening wide and new

Palm on the throttle, steady and still

Skyline fading beyond the hill

Then the road stretches long and true

One more mile and the night feels new

Keep it rolling, keep it bright

Every mile burns clear in sight

Barrier lights flash and the signals rise

Wind on my sleeves and the road replies

Slip through the glare, leave the doubt

No turning back, just a longer route

When the dark falls back and the last signs fade

I chase the dawn in the wake I made

Sweep the curve, let the engine sing

Tail light blur and the warning ring

Slip, shift, snap on the passing line

Metal and wind in perfect time

Road signs strobe like a distant fire

Throttle open, the pressure higher

Cut through the black, let the echoes burn

One more turn and the skyline burns

No map, no pause, just the pull ahead

A narrow ribbon where the red lights spread

Quiet machine and a restless soul

One more stretch and I lose control

Past the barrier, past the warning wall

Night keeps falling, I ride through it all

Hold that breath till the dawn comes near

Then let the whole road disappear

First light breaks on a distant frame

Road still warm and the air the same

Tire marks fade in a soft grey glow

But the night keeps moving where the fast winds go