Last Rodeo Rush

The clock is ticking backwards in my chest I'm running down a

highway to the west (hmmm)

There's no time to lose,

the shadows grow

Out of the dark,

we have to go

Break through the barrier,

out of the wild

Running for hours, the fire is piled

Before the morning turns to dust

We are survivors in who we trust

(yeah) My boots are worn,

the engine starts to scream I'm waking up from an exhausted dream

We won't fade away

No matter what they say

Break through the barrier,

out of the wild Running for hours,

the fire is piled

Before the morning turns to dust

We are survivors in who we trust

(oh-oh-oh) Running through the wild (running,

running)