Driving in silence I take a look around
The carpool lane is empty I cannot hear a sound
The traffic is steady the drivers staring straight ahead
The lines on the road are much too straight
They tell me where to go
But I can’t get out of my own head
They say this is the narrow road
But why this feeling in my gut?
Shiny guardrails keep us from getting in a rut
If there was a stranger in a wreck
Would we leave him to die alone?
They say this is the narrow road
But I just want to go home
Bright billboards flash before my eyes
Giant pictures of who we’re supposed to be
I am hypnotized by exit signs
Offering comfort and security
We’ve paved this highway nice and smooth
Achieved all we set out to do,
Yet do we even know where we’re going?
They say this is the narrow road
But why this feeling in my gut?
Shiny guardrails keep us from getting in a rut
If there was a stranger in a wreck
Would we leave him to die alone?
They say this is the narrow road
But I just want to go home
Many will say they know it well
This road away from man made hell
Yet what will we find at the end of the day
When the headlights have faded away
And we’re left here alone
No more security
Miles behind us
Now we’re on empty.
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