There’s a ridge up ahead and my tires are screeching
Another dead end
Out of gas, out of luck, with a brain that's fucked up
I turn around
It's a long road back
Oh what a long road back
Just to get on track
Met a crone at a bar by the side of the freeway
She told me \"I know who you are\"
\"Just a wanderer, aimlessly roaming the desert,
Honey, you seem like a fallen star\"
Oh my, what a thing to hear in the heat of july
But that's all right - I bid her goodbye and walked out with a smile
Alone through the night
And the desolate lights passing by
This journey’s just beginning
Countless miles to survive
But I'll be fine
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