I felt the heat on my metal skin
Where the long highway roads begin
The asphalt burns under heavy tires
While the old city light expires
Silver M3 cutting through the pine
Crossing over every yellow line
Autumn sun is flaring in the glass
Watch the roadblock fade into the past
The pine trees stand like a wall of green
The fastest ride that I've ever seen
He took the shoulder and he hit the dirt
A sudden move that would make it hurt
Silver M3 cutting through the pine
Crossing over every yellow line
Autumn sun is flaring in the glass
Watch the roadblock fade into the past
I've seen the fares and I've seen the rain
I know the rhythm of a city vein
But this machine is a different breed
Born for the wind and a desperate need
Silver M3 cutting through the pine
Crossing over every yellow line
Autumn sun is flaring in the glass
Watch the roadblock fade into the past
The cops are stuck in a concrete maze
While he is lost in a golden haze
One sharp turn and the engine screams
Breaking the lock of a driver's dreams
Sling that slide guitar, let it ring
Listen to the way the pistons sing
Higher than the birds, faster than the light
Slipping out of view, out of any sight
The road is open and the air is cold
A silver story that is yet untold
He left the traffic in a cloud of gray
Chasing the end of a dying day
Silver M3 cutting through the pine
Crossing over every yellow line
Autumn sun is flaring in the glass
Watch the roadblock fade into the past
He's gone now.
Just a silver flash.
Catch him if you can.
(Brass stab)
