[Verse 1]
I saw the silver line of the Greyhound cutting through the dawn
I reached for your hand in the backseat, but you were already gone
You said the desert was too quiet, and the stars were much too cold
And you couldn’t trade your mother’s house for a story never told
I watched you climb those narrow steps, a ticket in your fist
And the girl I loved a thousand miles ago… dissolved into the mist.
[Pre-Chorus]
Now the engine’s humming a different tune, a hollow, bitter sound
And the dust you left behind is the only thing that’s still around
But I can’t turn the wheel, babe, I can’t face the city lights
I’d rather die in the shadows than live in those neon nights!
[Chorus]
So let the highway be my witness, and the gravel be my bed!
I’m driving through the wreckage of the things we never said!
You’re heading for the valley, I’m heading for the peak
Searching for a language that the lonely only speak!
It’s a solo flight to nowhere, on a wing and a prayer
But I’m breathing in the freedom in the cold, thin air!
Yes, I’m lonely, and I’m bleeding, and I’m howling at the moon
But I’m never gonna whistle that “going home” tune!
[Bridge – Music drops to near silence, only a faint wind]
(Spoken Word)
“Go on back, honey. Go back to the white picket fences and the Sunday afternoon rain. I hope the silence doesn’t scream your name too loud. Me? I’m built for the storm. I’m the king of the empty miles now.”
[Outro – High Energy Finale]
AND THE ROAD GOES ON FOREVER!
YEAH, THE ROAD GOES ON FOREVER!