road
somewhere, on the other side of the world, we wind the road at 60 mph
if i knew where in the hell we were, i'd draw you a map
but these eyes have never seen this pavement before
147 and south.
i'm told this will take us to familiarity
but now, staring at fields/headlights/herndon,
i don't believe a word of it
faith and a smoke is all we have
the radio blares,
u2 seems prevalent
war, and justice, and the dawn of rage
drive through old town
the buildings hang over us
like trees about to die
i don't wanna die
not tonight
a warning, curve ahead
the rumble of broken streets
one after another
then the turn comes,
not as bad as predicted
the bridge signals freedom
a gate to the land we know
river sparkles underneath
the organge glow casts shadows
not two seconds on the bridge,
the song appears
this speaks to my soul, i share with you
my best friend, the one who understands
i let the words and riffs and thumps
speak for me
in those four minutes, i'm silent
chris martin does the talking....
Oh brother, I can't, I can't get through
I've been trying hard to reach you cuz I don't know what to do
Oh brother, I can't believe it's true
I'm so scared about the future and I wanna talk to you,
Oh I wanna talk to you
You can take a picture of something you see
In the future where will I be?
You can climb a ladder up to the sun
Or write a song nobody has sung or two
something that's never been done
Are you lost or incomplete?
Do you feel like a puzzle you can't find
your missing piece?
Tell me how you feel
Well I feel like they're talking in a language
I don't speak and they're talking it to me
So you take a picture of something you see
In the future where will I be?
You can climb a ladder up to the sun
Or write a song nobody has sung or two
something that's never been done
So you don't know where you're going
but you wanna talk
And you feel like you're going
where you been before
is there anyone who'll listen
but you feel ignored
nothing's really making any sense at all
this feels right.
i know it's gonna end some day
but not tonight
not while the gas is full
and the road lies ahead
not with a couple camels left
not with the future, uncertain and beautiful,
wide open in front of us
not with all this unfinished business
it doesn't end like this.
not tonight. not like this.
if i knew where in the hell we were, i'd draw you a map
but these eyes have never seen this pavement before
147 and south.
i'm told this will take us to familiarity
but now, staring at fields/headlights/herndon,
i don't believe a word of it
faith and a smoke is all we have
the radio blares,
u2 seems prevalent
war, and justice, and the dawn of rage
drive through old town
the buildings hang over us
like trees about to die
i don't wanna die
not tonight
a warning, curve ahead
the rumble of broken streets
one after another
then the turn comes,
not as bad as predicted
the bridge signals freedom
a gate to the land we know
river sparkles underneath
the organge glow casts shadows
not two seconds on the bridge,
the song appears
this speaks to my soul, i share with you
my best friend, the one who understands
i let the words and riffs and thumps
speak for me
in those four minutes, i'm silent
chris martin does the talking....
Oh brother, I can't, I can't get through
I've been trying hard to reach you cuz I don't know what to do
Oh brother, I can't believe it's true
I'm so scared about the future and I wanna talk to you,
Oh I wanna talk to you
You can take a picture of something you see
In the future where will I be?
You can climb a ladder up to the sun
Or write a song nobody has sung or two
something that's never been done
Are you lost or incomplete?
Do you feel like a puzzle you can't find
your missing piece?
Tell me how you feel
Well I feel like they're talking in a language
I don't speak and they're talking it to me
So you take a picture of something you see
In the future where will I be?
You can climb a ladder up to the sun
Or write a song nobody has sung or two
something that's never been done
So you don't know where you're going
but you wanna talk
And you feel like you're going
where you been before
is there anyone who'll listen
but you feel ignored
nothing's really making any sense at all
this feels right.
i know it's gonna end some day
but not tonight
not while the gas is full
and the road lies ahead
not with a couple camels left
not with the future, uncertain and beautiful,
wide open in front of us
not with all this unfinished business
it doesn't end like this.
not tonight. not like this.

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