Watch the sun rise through the rain
One hundred more miles to fame
In a half-broken machine
Chasing a dream
We're the creatures from across
Any truck-stop parking lot
Long hair, yesterday's jeans
Chasing a dream
Wild-eyed, lonesome, free
Pirates on an asphalt sea
Red lights, running river
Another night tracing the dark
Crimson eyes, white knuckles and a black-and-blue heart
Bless the mad ones, those who know
You can't rock without someplace to roll
Bless the driveways, the beds and caffeine
That carry a dream
When we're yellowed by the sun
And dangle our feet from the horizon
Running free, wannabes
We chase a dream
Wild-eyed, lonesome, free
Pirates on an asphalt sea
Red lights, running river
Another night tracing the dark
Crimson eyes, white knuckles and a black-and-blue heart
Are we wading in the water?
Are we walking on the tide?
Running river, may weather be our guide
No endorsements, no reinforcements
Only three hundred horses
Pulling me on
Down that road, sweet road
So run, baby, run
Red lights, running river
Another night tracing the dark
Crimson eyes, white knuckles and a black-and-blue heart
Are we wading in the water?
Are we walking on the tide?
Running river, may weather be our guide
Running river, may weather be our guide
Running river, may weather be our guide
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