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• Artiste: Andy Cloninger
• Titre: He Drives On
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Broken, brown, wrinkled and worn Tracks that run across his forehead Sunken down, tattered and torn Cracks in this highway, filled by who he once was So, he drives on Desert wind bleeds through his window Brushes back his hand-worn hair He wishes that it could carry his sorrow But it just burns him, leaves his sorrow there So, he drives on (Chorus) His past revs like an engine His future is a prophet that fails to prophecy His present has no rapping rhythms And if he can't go back, then he can't move ahead The only decision that he has left is to drive on Wedding ring on his dashboard reminds him How love grows bitter as it wears you thin Like the ring, he swings round in circles Feels in seasons, he doesn't know where to begin So, he drives on He wished this road was a runway to launch him He'd stretch his arms just to embrace the blue But it's a racetrack that rumbles him onward He takes the lead, then he falls back a lap or two Still, he drives on (Chorus) He drives on Well, trees can't grow on the highway asphalt There's no place for the roots to dig in He's dying inside and he says it's not his fault But he rips up his roots as he moves on again He drives on He drives on, drives on He drives on, drives on Drives on, he drives on