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well there's a man at the side of the road with a cardboard signtrying to tell us all that the end is nighi wish i had that kind of inspiration, that kind of drivei read the words on the church marquee that proclaim:"jesus christ is the life and the truth and the way."i wish i had that kind of humility, that kind of faithinstead i get on the road and try to carry myself the best way i know howthe names might change but i'm always the samein these small cities and big townsif there's a light at the end of the tunnel then i'll turn aroundso my better half says, "you better have some kind of plan.it's like you don't even know, it's like you can't understand."deep down she knows it's never been a question of whether or not i canshould i just throw it all up in the air and let the airforce sort it out?turn on the news and let the commentatorstell us commom people what we're all about?i see a light at the end of the tunnel and i turn aroundand go out, back the way i camewithout so much as a claimthat i know anythingso, man, i see your little act of resistance and i raise you my glasswe'll never get any answers- it'll never be them that we askand still i get on the road and try to carry us all the best way i know howthere's never been anybody that's changed somebody's mind unless"somebody" said "anybody" was allowedthere's a light at the end of the tunneland i turn around. From Letras Mania