Sylvie's full stomach and sparkling chrome was luring me to the road again. It was June and I knew there would be snow, but I pointed her nose to the north and set my destination to Jasper....where I found.......
That I was not the only one off my rocker and onto a motorcycle in the snow. I met up with friends in Jasper who, like me wanted to ride back down to a lower elevation. We were high and were loving it but you have to come down at some point.
Follow me
and the sun will brighten your mind
All your twisted thoughts will unwind.
Glide with me
and the wind will whisk all wrong,
will compose a brand new song.
Ride with me
watch the colours all unfold
change to warmth all that is cold.
Hum with me
the song that plays a tune
Of rubber on road in June.
and the sun will brighten your mind
All your twisted thoughts will unwind.
Glide with me
and the wind will whisk all wrong,
will compose a brand new song.
Ride with me
watch the colours all unfold
change to warmth all that is cold.
Hum with me
the song that plays a tune
Of rubber on road in June.
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