Endless Mike And The Beagle Club

Route 1981
We didn't come out of nowherewhether we belive that we're bound to end up there,along the way we keep an eye on passengers and passers-by,on road blocks and on one way streets.I had the chance of a lifetime.Whether I believe that the course set is all mine,I've got an atlas I can hold,I've got a road map you can fold,I've got a station we can changebut the world we live in isn't giving anything for freeunless we think it should be.A lesson learned of you and you and you and me.One more stop for the tour guideto buy a souvenier that matches the insideto get a look at those who paid to see what somebody else madeto hear what somebody else said beforeand one more drink for the driverwho always kind of hoped he would be a survivor.And so what better way to learn than first to crash but not to burn,to back up traffic on Route 1981?Letras de cancionesBut the ice we're skating won't be waiting for another nightas cold as this oneor a warm sun.A lesson learned of you and you and everyone.But it's not the height or weight that has been sinkingarks or breaking covenants, it's crossing over solid yellow lines,it's failing to make the worst of worst times.I always thought I would find youif I just looked up and saw I was behind you.I'd let your brakelights be my guide,let someone else give me a rideor lose my words and have to start again, soWe didn't come out of nowhere.Whether we believe that we have to be somewhere,we know that nowhere feels the same once there's a place put to a name,a TV dinner in the living room.I stayed in bed until I lost my head and then I went outsideand walked around while the rain fell down.A lesson learned of you and you and everyone who stuck aroundto know that all we want is something better,but all we need is food and shelter.Everything falls under one of those.It's just one of those things that everybody knows.But it doesn't stop them.Why would it? Why?Is there any way this could be mine,everything on this street but the stop sign? From Letras Mania