Probably Built in the Fifties

I might be moving to the east to part my ways And I will try to get something I don't have yet If I do, I will look at it for days and days Until I will never forget I have heard this mental search has made them all take a look along the border Having the urge For their minds to be lifted to something new I'm running to meet my higher self I trust the speed Until I have no need to run anymore Miles and miles I run I hear my feet And I hear myself breathe heavily I trust the speed Until I have no need To run anymore Miles and miles I run