Midnight Rider, Baptized by the City
full moon presides
over empty streets
wet pavement glistens
beckoning
the rider
alone
rides into the womb
of the city
heaven is here
somewhere
he feels it
in the moonlit hours before dawn
the vibe flows through him
on the wind
raindrops cleanse him
hard and fast he rides
baptized on the boulevard
he tries not to think
just ride
just be
just feel the moment
for
in this quiet town
somewhere
lies a lady
waiting?
the rider shall stop
someday
and stay
over empty streets
wet pavement glistens
beckoning
the rider
alone
rides into the womb
of the city
heaven is here
somewhere
he feels it
in the moonlit hours before dawn
the vibe flows through him
on the wind
raindrops cleanse him
hard and fast he rides
baptized on the boulevard
he tries not to think
just ride
just be
just feel the moment
for
in this quiet town
somewhere
lies a lady
waiting?
the rider shall stop
someday
and stay
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