Rolling Icelandic Thunder

[Verse] Rusty old wheels turning my fate Tin can screeches tomorrow we create Highways of dreams painting asphalt gold Lands of neon lights where stories are told [Verse 2] Motor city's howl steam in our veins Detroit reckons calling our name Lug nuts loose rattle engines cry Chicago skyline pierces that gray sky [Chorus] Drive this beast through the broken dawn Light years away but the road beckons on Forget the past in that iron beast Odyssey begun from west to east [Verse 3] Four wheels through the Texas blast Desert wind chanting free at last Ghost town whispers on the lonely ride Open highways nowhere left to hide [Bridge] Rainfall storm through Louisiana night Swamp's breath cool but we feel alright Thunder roars at the Arizona line Speed demons ride no looking behind [Verse 4] Miami's glare fires up the night Palms swayin' to moonlight's bright Tales of freedom in exhaust we find No settled soul just an empty mind