RUSH - Red Barchetta lyrics

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Inspiried by 'a nice morning drive', by richard s. foster<br>Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson<br><br>My uncle has a country place, that no one knows about<br>He says it used to be a farm, before the motor law<br>And on sundays I elude the 'eyes' and hop the turbine freight<br>To far outside the wire, where my white-haired uncle waits.<br><br>Jump to the ground<br>As the turbo slows to cross the borderline<br>Run like the wind,<br>As excitement shivers up and down my spine<br>Down in his barn<br>My uncle preserved for me, an old machine ---<br>For fifty-odd years<br>To keep it as new has been his dearest dream<br><br>I strip away the old debris, that hides a shining car<br>A brilliant red barchetta, from a better, vanished time<br>I fire up the willing engine, responding with a roar<br>Tires spitting gravel, I commit my weekly crime...<br><br>Wind in my hair ---<br>Shifting and drifting ---<br>Mechanical music ---<br>Adrenalin surge ---<br><br>Well-weathered leather<br>Hot metal and oil<br>The scented country air<br>Sunlight on chrome<br>The blur of the landscape<br>Every nerve aware<br><br>Suddenly, ahead of me, across the mountainside<br>A gleaming alloy air-car shoots towards me, two lanes wide<br>I spin around with shrieking tires, to run the deadly race<br>Go screaming through the valley as another joins the chase<br><br>Drive like the wind<br>Straining the limits of machine and man<br>Laughing out loud<br>With fear and hope, I've got a desperate plan<br><br>At the one-lane bridge<br>I leave the giants stranded<br>At the riverside<br>Race back to the farm<br>To dream with my uncle<br>At the fireside...