From the Nebraska Plant
I recall the curb
Waiting for the bus
Flaky yellow paint
What's become of us?
Searching in the snow
For something in the distance
When the vision comes
I have no resistance
It's one of several iterations
It gets hard to keep track
On your custom Kawasaki
With the stinger on the back
Walk across the bridge
Used to get so scared
Signed out AMA
No one really cared
It wasn't in your nature
Taking in the strays
But you handed me your helmet
I clung to you for days
But I am strong now, I am strong now
That was all years back
On your custom Kawasaki
Chrome yellow and black
It's somewhere in a wreck yard now
Never see it again on this earth
Let the scavengers proclaim
How much it was worth
Out here on the median
Not sure what to do
Figure something's got to happen sometime
I wait all day for you
I wait all day for you
Flak jacket full of holes
Kevlar coated in dusty black
On your custom Kawasaki
With the stinger on the back