Destiny’s Junction

(Mike Harvey / BROKEN WING®)

Well, them hillbilly stories – ain’t simple allegories…
Or, ravings of a preacher – driven insane…
By a little known junction – with magnetic malfunction…
Streams of white lightnin’ – where it never rains…

Feel it in the air…
You can feel it everywhere…

There's a major malfunction - at Destiny’s Junction tonight
There's a voice on the breeze - it's got you down on your knees…

Choose the dark – or choose the light.

At a three way intersection – in the deepest twilight…
All my controls – had given up the fight…
You call it intuition – or hillbilly superstition…
It was Destiny’s Junction – and almost midnight…

Feel it in the air…
You can feel it everywhere…

There's a major malfunction - at Destiny’s Junction tonight…
On the wind there's a voice – you’ll be given a choice…

Choose the dark – or choose the light.

So, I got down on my knees – and chose not to choose…
Tell me what kinda Biker rides – without a spare fuse…

There's a major malfunction - at Destiny’s Junction tonight…
There's a voice on the breeze – it’s got you down on your knees…
There's a major malfunction - at Destiny’s Junction tonight…
On the wind there's a voice - you'll be given a choice…

Choose the dark – or choose the light.

Choose, serve - get what you deserve…
You gotta choose, serve – and get what you deserve…
You gotta choose, serve – and get what you deserve…
You gotta choose, serve – get what you deserve…

You gotta choose.

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