Gonna move out on the highway, make this moment last
Til it closes with the future, blending with the past.
Rollin' on and doin' fine, what do you think I see?
That boney hand comes a beckonin', saying buddy come go with me.
That engine just ain't strong enough to get you round the turn
Lie on your back in the middle of a field, and watch your body burn.
Don't try to tell me just who I am when you don't know yourself
Spend half your time running out on the street
With your mind home on a shelf.
Lookin' at me with your eyes full of fire
Like you'd rather be seein' me dead
Lying on the floor with a hole in my face
And a ten gauge shotgun at my head
You can leave me here, but I won't tell
Things I know about you and know so well
The way you smile at me, try to set me free
And keep me wondering what the future will be