Lyrics

I'm lost on the backroads
Between highways and byways
I can't ask directions
I want to go my way
All the time
Travelling the speed of sound
I'm floating on ethers
Climbing the stairway
Can't get no higher
Then the top of the airwaves
All the time
Travelling tthe speed of sound
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I know I'll be home when I see the sun shine
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We're in the kitchen
Coffee in hand
There's no place to sit
So we just stand
Just like old times
Somethings never change
I know you're fixing
Up your plans
Stacking the deck
For a better hand
Just like old times
Somethings can't stay the same
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There's something striking
About the ring in a bell
If you don't listen
You'll never tell
It's hard to find
The time to take it slow
Trapped in the fast lane
A slim chance in hell
A call to casting
In search of a spell
It's hard to find
The right direction to go