Chorus
Throttle open
Rolling thunder over red rock
Catch the horizon
Throttle open
Hard sun on a hot metal heart
Run till the pavement ends
Verse 1
White lines flying
Black jacket leather pulls tight
Desert wind screams through the hollow frame
Salt flat heat haze
Broken fence posts blur in my peripheral
Kickstand up and gone
Chorus
Throttle open
Rolling thunder over red rock
Catch the horizon
Throttle open
Hard sun on a hot metal heart
Run till the pavement ends
Bridge
Gear one
Gear two
Gear three
Just me and the machine
Nobody left to call
Nothing but the climb
Chorus
Throttle open
Rolling thunder over red rock
Catch the horizon
Throttle open
Hard sun on a hot metal heart
Run till the pavement ends
Post-Chorus
Further out
Further out
Yeah
Wilder now
Wilder now
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