You take the extra blanket and place it on your feet
As I turn onto the A road heading home
Who would have thought that this was it
Everything you have here is your own
The road it speaks a thousand lies
All of them wrong and all of them right
You pick your truth with your own damn mind
It's hard to see where all this leads
A destination never really there
For extra warmth you snuggle into me
And for the first time in weeks I start to care
The road it speaks a thousand lies
All of them wrong and all of them right
You pick your truth with your own damn mind
Oh my dear where did we go
I don't recognise what lies behind these bloodshot eyes
Every pull made on the rope
Only tightens the knot, around the things that we forgot, what we lost sight of
The old petrol station halfway up the hill
Stands out like a beacon in the night
Warmly greeting us back into town
There's never been a more reassuring sight
The road it speaks a thousand lies
All of them wrong and all of them right
You pick your truth with your own damn mind
Damon Brock - Road Lyrics
Damon Brock - Road Lyrics
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You take the extra blanket and place it on your feet
As I turn onto the A road heading home
Who would have thought that this was it
Everything you have here is your own
The road it speaks a thousand lies
All of them wrong and all of them right
You pick your truth with your own damn mind
It's hard to see where all this leads
A destination never really there
For extra warmth you snuggle into me
And for the first time in weeks I start to care
The road it speaks a thousand lies
All of them wrong and all of them right
You pick your truth with your own damn mind
Oh my dear where did we go
I don't recognise what lies behind these bloodshot eyes
Every pull made on the rope
Only tightens the knot, around the things that we forgot, what we lost sight of
The old petrol station halfway up the hill
Stands out like a beacon in the night
Warmly greeting us back into town
There's never been a more reassuring sight
The road it speaks a thousand lies
All of them wrong and all of them right
You pick your truth with your own damn mind
As I turn onto the A road heading home
Who would have thought that this was it
Everything you have here is your own
The road it speaks a thousand lies
All of them wrong and all of them right
You pick your truth with your own damn mind
It's hard to see where all this leads
A destination never really there
For extra warmth you snuggle into me
And for the first time in weeks I start to care
The road it speaks a thousand lies
All of them wrong and all of them right
You pick your truth with your own damn mind
Oh my dear where did we go
I don't recognise what lies behind these bloodshot eyes
Every pull made on the rope
Only tightens the knot, around the things that we forgot, what we lost sight of
The old petrol station halfway up the hill
Stands out like a beacon in the night
Warmly greeting us back into town
There's never been a more reassuring sight
The road it speaks a thousand lies
All of them wrong and all of them right
You pick your truth with your own damn mind
Writer: Brock Wigley
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Copyright: Lyrics © Horus Music Limited