Ride

(It has no motives, no limits, it can't hurt, can it? See what it is.)

I tried to see the one that's free
Now it's gone
I tried to hear the one that's near
Move along
I tried to feel the one that's real
Is it wrong?
I tried to make the one that takes
Now it's gone.

Innocent and wounded, baby
Educated horses, baby
Distant kings surrounding, baby
Imitation of life, baby.

Ride!
Dirty, sweet, and filthy
Ride!
Beat your hands on me.

This is where the ghosts hide
Now it's gone
This is where the truth lies
Move along
This is where the dirt flies
Is it wrong?
Up against the mud skies
Now it's gone.

Innocent and wounded, baby
Educated horses, baby
Distant kings surrounding, baby
Imitation of life, baby.

Ride!
Dirty, sweet, and filthy
Ride!
Beat your hands on me.

Ride!
Dirty, sweet, and filthy
Ride!
Beat your hands on me.