Stuck

The car stopped running in the middle of the road
Beyond any phone line or 911 code
Our hopes were dismal we'd get towed
But if we slept in that ride, we might awake upon explode

It was dark as night when the sun went down
That was long after we left the last town
Not even the endless heat of day cared to stick around
It got as cold as it gets
Then got colder, we found

Linkage must've jammed
'Cause now the Chevy, she won't budge
The child sleeps on your lap
And won't wake when you nudge
You left a whole world of light behind, now you hold a grudge
And as you carry the kid out you curse the clutch
You go and curse the clutch

It'll be a wonder if you both can avoid the death of cold
This stuff used to be cake, but now takes its toll
How can you be this unlucky, just to get this unlucky old?
And you wonderin' what else lives in this slice of road

And you lie to your hands, you lie to your heart
You lie to your liver, you tell 'em they'll all survive
Ironically, as you lie there by the side of the road
Wait for the sun to come and burn off the cold

When you awake, it's still dark
And the thunder could mean rain
You check the child's breathing and curse the clutch again
How could no one had passed or crashed into your ride
And as the lull of sleep again attacks
The rain finds where you hide

Somewhere there's a bar filled with the careless and content
Somewhere folks are happy and they don't care which way you went
Somewhere it's even warmer then the day you just spent
And you wish them away with deplore and lament

And you lie to your hands, you lie to your heart
You lie to yourself the more you'll feel good as
Ironically, as you lie there by the side of the road
You wait on the sun to come and go save your lungs
Why did you lie?

There's songs that come to mind when the mud turns blood to ice
A dance that shows itself when the night becomes so spiced
A realm you never felt that steals away the life
Out of your soul, out of your heart, takes a slice

With the dull gray thud of morning, you can't believe you're not dead
The kid wakes with a smile, she just wants to be fed
There were no ghosts of the past nor dreams of the days ahead
As you stand to stretch, you flag down a blue flat bed

And you lie to your hands, and you lie to your heart
You lie to yourself right from the very start
Ironically, as you lie there by the roadside
Can't believe how good you lied
How good you lied?

Lie to your hands, you lie to your heart
You lie to yourself right from the start
Ironically, as you lie there, now you could find
You can't believe how good you lied
You've lied