Phantom Rider - Cruiserweight

When the gravel turns to oil

Was it your intention to be part of it all

Or to never take part at all?

And now you won’t be bothered

But it was never my intention to push you away

Away

So light the torches

And turn the ringer off

Let’s get back, yeah we gotta get back

To where we once belonged

So light the torches

And turn the ringer off

Let’s get back, yeah we gotta get back

To where we once belonged

Be what may

Be what may

So light the torches

And turn the ringer off

Let’s get back, yeah we gotta get back

To where we once belonged

So light the torches

And turn the ringer off

Let’s get back, yeah we gotta get back

To where we once belonged

This hunt for something worthwhile

To make us stick

Well our goal is getting fuzzy

And our hopes are running dry

It’s all a matter of finding the other half of your brain

And the whole of your heart

So these optimistic songs we hear

They mean nothing at all

Because things will never be okay this way

They will never be okay this way

Be what may

So scrimp and save

And blow your fingernails dry

And some of the guilt away

But you know that he’s coming

You know that he’s coming

Be what may

So scrimp and save

And blow your fingernails dry

And some of the guilt away

But you know that he’s coming

You know that he’s coming

Be what may

Be what may

Be what may

Be what may