Time to leave

Time to go away

Time is up - Time to stray

Leavin today - bags packed, luggage strapped. Either way, I don't need the crap

Important thing is these wheels be turnin - I'll ride on til my heart's done yearnin

I know your heart's burnin and your brain's churnin

I'm sorry about your heart AND your head, but I'm trying to leave and my bike is dead

There may not be hope for us, but could you give me a push?