When It's Time To Be Perfect

With the road open and the landscape wide
as the universe, 
miles you can see
Far reaching, past a memory
You think, across eternity
A life without infirmity

Roads of best conditions
Smoothly you go on sudden travels
To be free,
wanting to escape, elude the fright
The gauntlet fear that steals your might
Antebellum...

it IS clear and bright
So we hold on
Or let go of promises we made to ourselves
Go on, go fast, so...wild
Pass the mustangs
Overtake those that passed you and left you
in their dust...