Bike Lane (Variation)
Drift
Wind in your face, pedals turning, the morning commute as a minor act of joy. Clean forward motion with nothing to prove. For when you want energy that moves your body, not just your mood.
Lyrics
Seven in the morning and the bike lane's mine
The whole city's still deciding if it's up
My chain's clicking in a rhythm I forgot I liked
And the wind's not cold, it's just awake
This is the part
Where I stop thinking and start going
This is the part
Where my legs already know
A bakery's opening on Third
The smell hits me a half block early
I could stop but the momentum has me
And honestly, the momentum's right
Variations
- Bike Lane 1:18
- Bike Lane (Variation) 1:22