Iscariot's Dream

You're riding down the highway
The wind is blowing through your hair
You leave it all behind you
Riding wild and free, yeah

You hunt relentless
The feeling to be free
You hunt relentless
A search for inner peace

No longer chained and shackled
The loss no longer apply
Your spirit can't be imprisoned
Nothing holds you down

You hunt relentless
The feeling to be free
You hunt relentless
A search for inner peace

You hunt relentless
The feeling to be free
You hunt relentless
A search for inner peace

When you're going nowhere
Half the road is full of hoze
You're out of money and credit cards
And your fuel is running low
And your drugs have run out of kicks
And you're on your own
There is only society
Nothing else but you and me