How i love to hear the high wind howl
and the bare trees cry out against each other
as the sky runs dark across a horizon of barking dogs.
This is my weather i was made by this
i wear toughened skins of animals blackened and abraded
where the road rose up to meet me not a blessing
At speed i've been down hard more than once
and i'm going down hard again and so are you
so let's stop kidding ourselves.
In the tangle of night you'll know me by my red shirt
an explosion of red in black leather red
because i may have given up on pretty endings
But i haven't forgotten the bursts of beauty along
the way and because blood is the color of life
where the road rose up to meet me not a blessing
At speed i've been down hard more than once
and i'm going down hard again and so are you
so let's stop kidding ourselves.
In the tangle of night you'll know me by my red shirt
an explosion of red in black leather red
because i may have given up on pretty endings
But i haven't forgotten the bursts of beauty along
the way and because blood is the color of life
and black is the color of heaven.
—The Schott Perfecto 618 is the classic American motorcycle jacket
as worn by Brando in "The Wild One."
