From The Nebraska Plant

I recall the curb
Waiting for the bus
Flaky yellow paint
What's become of us

Searching in the snow
For something in the distance
When the vision comes
I have no resistance

It's one of several, iterations
It gets hard to keep track
On your custom Kawasaki
With the stinger on the back

Walk across the bridge
Used to get so scared
Signed out AMA
No-one really cared

It wasn't in your nature
Taking in the strays
But you handed me your helmet
I clung to you for days

But I am strong now, I am strong now
That was all years back
On your custom Kawasaki
Chrome yellow and black

It's somewhere in a wreckyard now
Never see it again on this earth
Let the scavengers proclaim
How much it was worth

Out here on the median
Not sure what to do
Figure something's got to happen sometime
I wait all day for you

I wait all day for you

Flak jacket full of holes
Kevlar coated and dusty black
On your custom Kawasaki
With the stinger on the back