Roll Easy, Feel the Air (Alternate Version)

Roll easy, feel the air, Hands relaxed, mind aware. Roll easy, feel the air, Start the day with spare to share. Handlebar grip with a cotton feel, Chain makes whispers on painted steel. Water below wears a silver stripe, Birds draw lines that keep it ripe. No rush clock tapping at my heels, I follow breath and quiet wheels. Storefronts yawn with a tender light, Street makes room for a softer sight. If chatter crowds the inner lane, I shift the gear and clear that strain. One small smile, a kinder frame, I keep it plain, I keep it sane. Roll easy, feel the air, Shoulders low, no hidden snare. Roll easy, feel the air, Good news grows from simple care. Say it once, say it true, This slow joy can carry through. Crosswalk lights in a patient mood, Bag on the rack with breakfast food. A wave from a friend at the corner stand, We trade a nod with open hands. Sky writes soft on a billboard frame, Day feels fair with no one to blame. I ride a ribbon that doesn't bend, A steady curve from end to end. In and out, a quiet score, Room appears I hadn't seen before. Let small kindness be the door, I roll through and ask for more. Roll easy, feel the air, Shoulders low, no hidden snare. Roll easy, feel the air, Good news grows from simple care. Say it once, say it true, This calm lane belongs to you.