A quiet Morning road, nobody makes a sound, minding my own business . . . oh yeah Out of nowhere, the screaming of a horn, you run me down . . . oh what a drag You're the silent rider with your silent ways, You're the silent rider with your silent ways Powered by the moon, supported by the stars, you never eat or sleep, you just ride along. The moisture on your face, it keeps you warm, you never die, you never get old You're the silent rider with your silent ways, You're the silent rider with your silent ways A quiet Morning road, nobody makes a sound, minding my own business . . . oh yeah Out of nowhere, the screaming of a horn, you run me down . . . oh what a drag You're the silent rider with your silent ways, You're the silent rider with your silent ways