Open road

"It's a perennial gift, motorcycling. It doesn't get old. The same roads don't get tiresome."

Neil Peart

There will always be someone somewhere that can articulate things better then you can. This summer Alberta weather has not been kind to those who ride motorcycles. No matter. This weekend I will hit the highway again. Neil Peart rides and I think some of his experiences from riding and life come out in this song. I know what he says about the song, I see it in kind of the same way. "Time Stand Still" by Rush always plays as a mental soundtrack when I put on the helmet and hit the starter. There are times I think this song is perfect. I will be spending time with a drink and a friend. There are perfect moments in time in the past and in the future that I wish I could freeze and revisit just because I want to relive the experience all over again. You can't of course. There are days you wish time could stand still.

I turn my back to the wind

To catch my breath,

Before I start off again

Driven on,

Without a moment to spend

To pass an evening

With a drink and a friend

I let my skin get too thin

I'd like to pause,

No matter what I pretend

Like some pilgrim

Who learns to transcend

Learns to live

As if each step was the end

Time stand still

I'm not looking back

But I want to look around me now

Time stands still

See more of the people

And the places that surround me now

Time stands still

Freeze this moment

A little bit longer

Make each sensation

A little bit stronger

Experience slips away

Experience slips away

Time stands still

I turn my face to the sun

Close my eyes,

Let my defenses down

All those wounds

That I can't get unwound

I let my past go too fast

No time to pause

If I could slow it all down

Like some captain,

Whose ship runs aground

I can wait until the tide comes around

Time stand still

I'm not looking back

But I want to look around me now

Time stands still

See more of the people

And the places that surround me now

Freeze this moment

A little bit longer

Make each sensation

A little bit stronger

Make each impression

A little bit stronger

Freeze this motion

A little bit longer

The innocence slips away

The innocence slips away

Time stands still

Time stands still

I'm not looking back

But I want to look around me now

See more of the people

And the places that surround me now

Time stands still

Summer's going fast

Nights growing colder

Children growing up

Old friends growing older

Freeze this moment

A little bit longer

Make each sensation

A little bit stronger

Experience slips away

Experience slips away

The innocence slips away