Driving Through The World
Hour after hour
Day after day
I'm driving on the highway
That's my own way
Desert on the left
Desert on the right
The same old view
At days and at nights
And I'm driving through the world
And I'm driving through the crowds
This world is empty and I can't turn around
Yeah I'm driving through the world
Radio is on
But I, I don't care
Nothing's to be heard
Music is rare
Sounds of thunder
Smell of blood
The roads, they are empty
And I think of God
And I'm driving through the world
And I'm driving through the crowds
This world is empty and I can't turn around
Yeah I'm driving through the world
My permission for staying was stolen
All the time the wheels keep on rollin'
Cities of money and gold
Are gone, that's what I've been told
Deep blue sky
Big white clouds
My stomach is empty
And the engine shouts
And I'm driving through the world
And I'm driving through the crowds
This world is empty and I can't turn around
Yeah I'm driving through the world
This world is empty and I can't turn around
Yeah I'm driving through the world
Music
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