Road

You take the extra blanket and place it on your feet
As I turn onto the A road heading home
Who would have thought that this was it
Everything you have here is your own

The road it speaks a thousand lies
All of them wrong and all of them right
You pick your truth with your own damn mind

It's hard to see where all this leads
A destination never really there
For extra warmth you snuggle into me
And for the first time in weeks I start to care

The road it speaks a thousand lies
All of them wrong and all of them right
You pick your truth with your own damn mind

Oh my dear where did we go
I don't recognise
What lies behind
These bloodshot eyes
Every pull made on the rope
Only tightens the knot
Around the things that we forgot
What we lost sight of

The old petrol station halfway up the hill
Stands out like a beacon in the night
Warmly greeting us back into town
There's never been a more reassuring sight

The road it speaks a thousand lies
All of them wrong and all of them right
You pick your truth with your own damn mind



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Writer(s): Brock Wigley
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