ODE TO THE BICYCLE

We are the legs, we are the lungs

Singing our freedom in the sun

You, my bicycle, my two-wheeled friend

On you the magic never ends

The legs speak: "We push down, round and round

The sweetest rhythm we have found

We grow so strong with every mile

Making distance seem worthwhile"

The lungs respond: "We breathe so deep

While the world beneath us sweeps

We fill with air, so clean and pure

Of this simple joy we're always sure"

The legs and lungs together: "We hear you, heart

You play a vital part

Together we make the perfect team

Living the bicycle dream"

No engine needed, no gas to burn

Just human power at every turn

You carry us through wind and rain

And ease our pain again and again