My Carbon Fiber

When I straddle this carbon fiber I become one with this invention of my desire It takes me places you cannot find, follow, trace, or be aware The ground is my canvas, to which I adhere With the wind in my face, and natures elements by my side I dominate mass area, hills cannot hide I don't wear a leather jacket, or spandex that's tight Im in what's comfortable, and what feels right So if Im in a state of rage, worry, or filled with glee I want to be on my bike where I know Im free Where I am at one with Mother Earth and Father Sky letting the spirits shape my ride