Near Misses

Race the sun on my way
Through canyons and the dessert states
Feel a strong disconnect, I’m an old soul caught in the modern age
Put my life on my back, wear fingerprints as jewelry
Keep my heart safe at home, my body at sea, my past in the ground
Put revenge down to rest
Its a lost cause, call it a dying breed
Put no faith in a Church, in only myself
And the love that I keep
You can’t catch a satellite
You can’t save what you kill
Stay where you are
Don’t follow…