Steel and Soul

Описание: Steel and Soul
Dedicated to my biker-bro "Klemmi".
26.01.2026 #2timeslost

The chrome is burning from the highway miles,
I park her where the quiet landscape smiles.
A steady rhythm as the metal cools,
The engine crackles, breaking all the rules.
I lay my leather jacket on the ground,
And sink into the silence I have found.
On a wooden bench, where the forest meets the sky,
I stretch my legs and let the world go by.

And I listen to the choir in the trees,
A thousand birds, a gentle summer breeze.
The rumble of the road or the robin’s call?
I’m wondering which sound I love most of all.
Closing my eyes while the sun breaks through,
Painting shadows of a golden hue.

In the distance, I hear a low-end hum,
The thunder of the Harleys, here they come.
The vibration echoes from a valley far away,
But right here, in the light, I’d rather stay.
I start to dream of days that long have passed,
Of sun-drenched freedom, built to last.
Of places on the map I’ve never seen,
but now Lost in the magic of the forest green.

The rustle of the leaves, the wild bird’s song,
I feel the peace where I belong.
Then through the whispers, I hear my name,
Once, then twice—the world’s a different game.
My brother’s standing there, his engine’s roar,
Telling me it’s time to seek some more.

I kick the stand, but my heart looks back,
Leaving a piece of my soul upon that track.
Maybe she’ll stay there, under the pine,
While I head out to the white-dashed line.
We’re eating up the miles, one by one,
Chasing the horizon and the setting sun.

To the next town, through the dust and heat,
The vibration of the steel beneath my seat.
For the road is the rhythm, the road is the soul,
The journey is the only way to be whole.
The road is the destination.
The road is the goal.