BLACK CLOUDS

lyrics by SAMIAM

black clouds hang over you
like anvils on a string
they follow you everywhere so
don't stand so close to me

they gather while you're sleeping
and wait above your bed
and when you open up your eyes
they strap themselves fast to your head

dreamed through another starless night
awakened by the gloom this morning
I keep myself buttoned tight
these storms come without warning
there seems to be no end in sight
this shit could last forever
I've been through this before
there's no predicting weather you

will find your way around
whatever's got you down
whatever's got you down

the lines across your brow
tell me the entire story
I won't be listening
while you go on about your fears and worries

dreamed through another starless night
awakened by the gloom this morning
I keep myself buttoned tight
these storms come without warning
there seems to be no end in sight
this shit could last forever
I've been through this before
there's no predicting weather you

will find your way around
whatever's got you down
whatever's got you down

you blow into the room
I pour myself some shelter
I know the storm is coming soon
I'm sensitive to changes in pressure

I spent another sleepless night
on your couch tossing and turning
sometimes I don't know why I try
I think my neck is broken

there seems to be no end in sight
this shit could last forever
I've been through this before
there's no predicting weather you

will find your way around
whatever's got you down
whatever's got you down
can you find your way around
whatever's got you down
you're bringing us all down 

AMERICAN STORM

AMERICAN STORM:


Words and music by bob seger 

Headin' out on some uncharted path 
You soon turn back 
It happens time and time again 
You never seem to reach the end 
Someone's out there on the street tonight 
When things go wrong 
He'll guarantee to make them right 
If the price is right 

Every time I look you're fallin' fallin' 
Beaten by the wind 
Every time I turn around he's there again 

It's like a full force gale 
An american storm 
You're buried far beneath a mountain of cold 
And you never get warm 
It's like a wall of mirrors 
You charge `em at full speed 
You cover up - you hear the shattering glass 
But you never bleed 
You never feel the need 
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/b/bob+seger/american+storm_20021946.html ] 
Everybody casts a certain light 
A special gift 
It's theirs to use for wrong or right 
When you face the night 
More and more we choose the easy way 
We take no risks 
We figure out which games to play 
And how to make 'em pay 

Suddenly the pressure's fallin' fallin' 
Skies have all turned grey 
Suddenly the storm is heading straight your way 

It's like a full force gale 
Atop a mountain of cold 
You tell your story again and again 
And it never gets old 
It's like a wall of mirrors 
You charge 'em at full speed 
You cover up - you hear the shattering glass 
But you never bleed 
You face a full force gale 
An american storm 
You're buried beneath a mountain of cold 
And you never get warm - no you never get warm 
You face a wall of mirrors 
You charge 'em at full speed 
You cover up - you hear the shattering glass 
But you never bleed 
You never feel the need

It sure blows in KC

NOOOO, I don't mean it sucks....I just mean there is a lot of wind around here!
My son in law took his bike out, got my grandson dressed in his gear, and the two of them rode the Buel, while I rode the Sportster. The skies were clear, temps were startin' to cook, and this was to be my grandson's first "long distance" ride!



We headed north out of KC up towards Leavenworth into KS. But as we rode further north...the clouds became dark and menacing, lots of lighting and just wasn't one of those great "cool us down and go away" type of showers. Fact is, the front of the system coming towards us had high headers....and it was black as coal and was moving very quickly.



We got to Leavenworth, pulled over to discuss our course of action and my grandson is watching the storm system come at us...he's not real happy with the prospect of getting wet...and was starting to get real unhappy about us sitting there discussing the weather instead of trying to get out ahead of it. Could see, there would be no out running it, and suggested we at least wait till the front passed over...I, am not a fond lover of the high winds that I experienced coming into KC when I got here a week ago. Turns out to have been a very good and wise choice. The winds were very turbulent...and even after waiting front of the clouds to pass, going back over the MO. River still sucked...cross winds were heavy, and the rain was coming down large as marbles.



Now of course, every one else had jackets and full helmets with face shields. Me with my pipes not heat shielded elected not to bring rain gear, I don't wear but a 1/2 helmet...actually less than a 1/2...and I didn't wear a jacket because it got blown off the bike somewhere in Indiana, and got picked up by a semi that was on my ass...I let him keep it on his grill...figured he would need it in case he hit freezing weather once he got to ID. or something....



So these huge arsed rain drops are bustin down around me, I have my t shirt up around my nose and cheeks, my son in law on his fricken Buel is riding at sixty mph on these two lane roads with pot holes as large as a taxi....and I am lost as hell...no idea of what direction I'm heading in as the sun is obliterated by the storm....I just keep on keepin on...



It was a really good ride for my grandson to experience the kind of weather and what to expect or not expect when it comes to the elements and motorcycle riding...we got around the worst of the weather...and pulled into the garage at the home twenty just as the heavy stuff started coming down...we all were laughing and having a great time...pulling off our clothes in the garage...as my son in law is a real pain in the ass about allowing drippage and such on his carpets...LOL anyway...it was a good ride all the same...didn't get the couple of hours in as we wanted...but my grandson got to experience motorcycling at it's finest...and he loved it!