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Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson |
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Driven up and down in circles |
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Skidding down a road of black ice |
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Staring in and out storm windows |
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Driven to a fool's paradise |
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But it's my turn to drive |
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Driven to the margin of error |
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Driven to the edge of control |
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Driven to the margin of terror |
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Driven to the edge of a deep, dark hole |
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Driven day and night in circles |
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Spinning like a whirlwind of leaves |
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Stealing in and out back alleys |
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Driven to another den of thieves |
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But it's my turn to drive |
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Driven in --- driven to the edge |
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Driven out --- on the thin end of the wedge |
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Driven off --- by things i've never seen |
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Driven on --- by the road to somewhere i've never been |
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It's my turn to drive |
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The road unwinds towards me |
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What was there is gone |
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The road unwinds before me |
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And i go riding on |
