Washed out black top heading west
Sides framed, a dry burned brown
Might be something better up ahead
The road stays flat and straight
Keep driving by the gas pumps
Cobweb dereliction, ghost motels
The road gets rougher
The sun retreats over a distant ridge
Then a darkness drops down
I guess this is where we belong
Feels like we'll have to stay
Escape is unaffordable
That's just the way this life pays
Pull over and get some sleep
Tomorrow we'll turn around
We'll head back the way we came
Driving till the sun sinks behind us
Pull over, get some sleep and we'll turn around
And head back the way we came
Till the sun retreats over a distant ridge
Keep driving
Keep driving
Washed out black top heading west
Sides framed, a dry burned brown
Might be something better up ahead
The road stays flat and straight
Keep driving
I guess this is where we belong
Feels like we'll have to stay
Escape is unaffordable
That's just the way this life pays
There's two ways to go and both go nowhere
Keep driving
Just keep driving"