When the infinite spaces of
(whatever we are)
meet inside the
unquantifiable confines
(of my wicked brain)...

You decide

(I got tires and oil on the floor of this
rotgut dump)
I'll burn that shit off in no time

(ride devil-free through the
time infested space of these tarmac
dreams)

Ancient 70's music screams through
my bloodstream
Polluted
Gentle
Fragmented
Fragile
disturbances
Surge