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