The Open Road

The sun felt like fire as it bounced off my face
There was a roar from an engine that could have ripped up the highway
My eyes were a' wandering as the road kept on turning
I felt like a halo that had bent itself sideways
The wind in the tree's had projected many colors
I thought about the days and how they are just other numbers
Why does freedom only comes to the ones who seek it?
And why do we penolize all of the ones who try to think it?
As the tires rolled on with the beat of the pavement
I fell in love with the shape of the world
We never really had any set destination
But do the cars outside of which we were racing?
Where do they go and where do they come from?
A question outside without any asking
Lets drive on down to the bed of the ocean
and jump and run and swim for our lives
Float on out to the deep blue middle
Pretend that way forever and never start sinking
Or drive to the desert where the sand fuels its content
Slide down the dunes that have shaped out a warning
For the creatures inside and the problems alone
Stand on their tips like a foot of a mountain
Stare into the skies at complete empty nothingness
A feeling of weightlessness without any placement
But our tongues are all tied to the steps of our homes
Our hands held back at the mouth of the alter
Our feet all bound to the nails of a coffin
Our children retreat in the length of our graveyards
Our mouths havent been speaking and our eyes are held closed
Our insight has fallen on the sidewalks of the city
With our poets and cigarettes and lovers and theives
So Im leaving today without any sorrow
and showing my friends the planet we have owned
So they can open their eyes and fill up their bodies
To stare at the sun with a feeling unknown
To feel out the planet and find some potential
Jump off the stairways and hit the open road


Lately we had a solid little jam down in the belly of the beast in Hull, Quebec. This is some of the footage...Enjoy!