Catching the Spark Songtext
von Nick Betschart

Concrete heavy on the heels of my boots
Spent twenty years choking on these tangled roots
They preached a gospel of sit down and wait
But I found my salvation at the interstate gate
The rearview mirror′s vibrating loose
Nothing left back there that I can use
I traded the porch light for a dashboard glow
Out of a full tank of riot and nowhere to go

The static is breaking, the signal is clear
Fear is a ghost that can't travel out here
Shifting the gear, let the piston head scream
I′m waking up from the American dream


I'm running down the thunder, catching the spark
Lighting the fire to burn out the dark
Not a damsel in distress, I'm a storm in a dress
Turning this chaos into glorious mess
Yeah, gravity is calling but I don′t pick up
Just gritting my teeth and a prayer in the truck
Watch me fly
Watch me fly

They drew me a map with the lines all straight
But I never liked arriving on time, I simply just wait
I caught my own canyons, I flood my own plains
Got high-octane rebel running through these veins
Let the polished girls walk in their straight little rows
I′m the weed in the garden that wildly grows
Unapologetic, unscripted, unchained
A little bit bruised but completely untamed

The asphalt is singing a ragged old hymn
Sink or swim baby, I'm jumping in
Hammer is down, watch the needle climb high
Kiss the horizon and tell it goodbye

I′m running down the thunder, catching the spark
Lighting the fire to burn out the dark
Not a damsel in distress, I'm a storm in a dress
Turning this chaos into glorious mess
Yeah, gravity is calling but I don′t pick up
Just gritting my teeth and a prayer in the truck
Watch me fly


They said you'll crash, you′ll burn, you'll fold
But stories of safety are seldom told
I'd rather be ashes than covered in dust
In an engine we trust
In an engine we trust

I′m running down the thunder, catching the spark
Lighting the fire to burn out the dark
Not a damsel in distress, I′m a storm in a dress
Turning this chaos into glorious mess
Yeah, gravity is calling but I don't pick up
Just gritting my teeth and a prayer in the truck
Watch me fly