gear 21
racing
faster � no control
faster � no control
no balance
quick, quick, �gonna fall off�, �gonna fall off�
gear 21 far too fast.. no time..... no time......
gear 1
toooooooooooooo
sllllllllllllllllllllllllooooooooooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
wwwwwwwwww
no momennnnnnnnttttttttttttuuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmm
too slow.... might die.... too slow... might die
gears 7 � 14
happy gears
climbing and swooping along the roads
taking in the scenery
being seen
steady
supportive
sturdy
tyres
cold
lonely
neglected
flat
unloved
over in the shadow where no one can see,,,,
look after them
they are the soul
pump air into the tyres - new air.. new life...
new air.... new life....
they are the same
but different
the same
but different
outside the same
inside refreshed
outside the same
inside refreshed
rejuvenescence
invigorated
alive with new energy
rejuvenescence
invigorated
wheels
Going round, round, round
monotony
monotony
monotony
monotony
and again into monotony
quick.... quick....
speed.................................
can't take anything in
slow down.....
let the wind, the light pass the spokes
let them feel
let them be alive
without them the bike can go nowhere
allow them to breathe
the spokes are the soul�.
the spokes are the soul�
the spokes are the soul�.
frame
The frame�s the brain
The frame�s the brain
Holding it together
Steadfast - reliable
Holds everything together
must be sleek - looks cheap�
must be cheap�
no not cheap�
reliable,
stylish�
A Bike.
A Life..
An enigma...