Did that sound like chain?
Really I meant change
Is it too far away
Is it out of range
I don't think I'm that bad
I think I'm kinda good
It was when I first read Mad
That I truly understood!
The worlds dull economy!
The truth in grim comedy!
All that they grab from me!
I shouldn't give away
I should just be stronger feel
With my feet the wheels of steel
Rolling onward faster and faster
Where am I heading? Smells like disaster
But if I don't get there I won't know!
Where the road that goes there go!
I'll be a ghost caught in the past
And I don't want to be like the last
Poor soul standing in that field
Feeling hollow feeling free
Free like slaves in shackles and chains
Thus I ride this road without name!
And hope, it goes, where I'd like it to