There's purpose to the things you do
What you were told
The universe is carefully built, the pieces fit together
And there is a plan for you
Oh, how the future
Seems like something wonderful
The open road
In your head your interpreter said:
The upper hand
The smallest thing could turn your world. You knew it in your heart.
You were meant for something grand
All of the choices
Discarded for the desirable one
The open road
On the comfort cloud that's far from doubt
You look ahead
Deep into the shadows of the valley of death
There's a long, long, long way down
Always look forward
And never, ever look around
The open road
Down the far end of the road
Lies the land of plenty
What it means I do not know
Something full or something empty
Down to the ground or up the garden path?
Ignorance or full acceptance?
The open road
He kept his sanity, integrity
In a world of hurt
Surviving all the horrors of a holocaust
But then everything was lost
A drunken driver
Took his life and never knew
The open road
Down the far end of the road
Lies the land of plenty
What it means I do not know
Something full or something empty
Down to the ground or up the garden path?
Ignorance or full acceptance?
What you were told
The universe is carefully built, the pieces fit together
And there is a plan for you
Oh, how the future
Seems like something wonderful
The open road
In your head your interpreter said:
The upper hand
The smallest thing could turn your world. You knew it in your heart.
You were meant for something grand
All of the choices
Discarded for the desirable one
The open road
On the comfort cloud that's far from doubt
You look ahead
Deep into the shadows of the valley of death
There's a long, long, long way down
Always look forward
And never, ever look around
The open road
Down the far end of the road
Lies the land of plenty
What it means I do not know
Something full or something empty
Down to the ground or up the garden path?
Ignorance or full acceptance?
The open road
He kept his sanity, integrity
In a world of hurt
Surviving all the horrors of a holocaust
But then everything was lost
A drunken driver
Took his life and never knew
The open road
Down the far end of the road
Lies the land of plenty
What it means I do not know
Something full or something empty
Down to the ground or up the garden path?
Ignorance or full acceptance?