The Rider

I’m feeding, feeding my ghosts
They’re better then ever before
I’m speeding, speeding off course
I’m heading in to the unknown
Borders, borders are crossed
On my journey to know who I am
Memories turned into dust
I have missed my own history class
It’s a road I must travel alone
With a cargo I cannot unload
I am heading in to the unknown
I’m the rider
I’m feeding, feeding my hope
I am ready to cast off my load
Meaning, it’s time for a choice
While I’m idling at the crossroads
I’m dealing, I deal with the ghosts
I feel better then ever before
Mountains are crumbling down
As I speed from my past in the dust
It’s a road I must travel alone
With a cargo I cannot unload
I am heading in to the unknown
I’m the rider
I’m at ease, I’m at ease at last
I have survived
My own history class
This is me, I am my past
There’s no meaning to hide
The future is bright
It’s a road I must travel alone
But my cargo is under control
I am heading in to the unknown
I’m the rider