The road rolls on in muted tone
No end to find
no place to phone
I drift inside the steady beat
No cold defeat
The sky holds flat and even shade
No dusk to fade
no dawn to made
I stay within the middle zone
No tears to own
no joy to show
The wind moves slow without a aim
No fire flame
no rainy claim
I walk the static all alone
No broken home
no new unknown
This is neutral drift old blues
Saxophone breath and timed cues
Electronic pulse to hold the groove
No hurt to soothe
no high to prove
This old tone stays level true
No worn out view
Just steady notes in steady loops
Pure classic blues
no hidden troop
The night spins slow on quiet chords
No empty words
no lost rewards
I hear the old blues rolling low
No heavy woe
no joyful glow
The time stands still and moves along
No right
no wrong
no changing song
I rest inside the tonal truth
Calm and loose
old school youth
This is neutral drift old blues
Saxophone breath and timed cues
Electronic pulse to hold the groove
No hurt to soothe
no high to prove
This old tone stays level true
No worn out view
Just steady notes in steady loops
Pure classic blues
no hidden troop
