Rattlesnake

Well I left you in the arms of your mother dear,
needed that open road to pull me through,
like a rattlesnake I warned you, "Stay the hell away"
My poison will drop you to the earth

My engine is roar'n 
It's fueled by my rage,
will i make it home to you?
These four wheel keep turnin'
I pray they roll my blues,
into that big'ole Denver sun,
I'm on the road

The smell of sage and dust rise with every mile,
my broken heart drops at every turn,
the horizon holds those mountains and I pray they never come,
and their purple haze never fades away

my petitions to the lord vanish in the wind,
they'll never make it to the sky,
and i know my lies have twisted like the branches of our tree,
where we'd run and share our broken dream