I'm not on a road to nowhere
And I'm not running up that hill
I've already found what I'm looking for
Not going far,
not going nowhere
When I came across that fork in
the road
I took the road most traveled by turning around
Now I don't walk 'cause I can ride
I'm going where I'm driven
with my new low-risk living
Too lazy to walk the wrong path
I ride the public transit to where I'm going
No stairway or highway to where I'm heading
Not doing what I can in this mortal traffic jam
So baby, let's ride
On the bus of discontent and unfulfillment
Ride
Winter 1998 |