Divine Comedy, The
Freedom Road
It's early morning on I-19,
I ain't got much for company:
A pick-up truck, a brown Volvo
And a couple of jokers on the radio.
I wish that it could stay like this
But soon I'll have to put up with
The whole world and his Uncle Joe
Cluttering up my freedom road.
When I was a boy I'd fantasize
About the freedom road. I'd drive
A thousand miles before sundown,
Letras de cancionesFather a child in every town.
But a hundred thousand miles have passed
Betwween me and iconoclast-
-Ic images of the freedom road.
I wanna shed this heavy load.
Well, I've seen the power of the lightening storm,
I've seen the endless ears of corn,
I've seen the lakes at the beak of day
And that shit takes my breath away
But if I were to even start
To tell them how it melts my heart,
Never more would my truck-stop friends
Look me in the eye again.
It's early morning on I-19,
A dreamer waking from his dream,
A driver who has lost his way
Parks up his rig and walks away.
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