| When we come to the place where the road and the sky collide
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| Throw me over the edge and let my spirit glide
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| They told me I was going to have to work for a living
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| But all I want to do is ride
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| I don’t care where we’re going from here
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| Honey, you decide
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| Well I spend my time at the bottom of a wishing well
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| And I can hear my dreams singing clear as a bell
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| I used to know where they ended and the world began
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| But now it’s getting hard to tell
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| I could be just around the corner from Heaven or a mile from Hell
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| I’m just rolling away from yesterday
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| Behind a wheel of a stolen Chevrolet
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| I’m going to get a little higher
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| And see if I can hot-wire reality
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| Now can you see those dark clouds gathering up ahead?
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| They’re going to wash this planet clean like the Bible said
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| Now you can hold on steady and try to be ready
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| But everybody’s gonna get wet
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| Don’t think it won’t happen just because it hasn’t happened yet
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| I’m just rolling away from yesterday
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| Behind the wheel of a stolen Chevrolet
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| I’m going to get a little higher
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| And see if I can hot-wire reality |