There is gold in that ring that you are wearing
from a place at the end of the road
hit the gas and I’m pushing 180
as I head back on up to that fork in the road
feel you just over the horizon
hear you throught the static in the air
have seen in you all of the intentions
in the light as it cuts through the air
..
you know I keep you close
I'll hear you sing
and you will hear me call
no need to lick my wounds
as I'll be howlin' at the moon
