[Verse 1]
I come from a long line
High and low and in between, same as you
Hills of golden, piles of poison
Time's thrown me through
And I believe I've come to learn
That turning round is to become confusion
And the gold's no good for spending
And the poison's hungry waiting
[Verse 2]
What can you leave behind
When you're flying lightning fast and all alone?
Only a trace, my friend
Spirit of motion born and direction grown
A trace that will not fade in frozen skies
Your journey will be
And if a shadow don't seem much company
Well, who said it would be?
[Verse 3]
There is the highway
And the homemade loving kind, and the highway's mine
And us ramblers'll get the travelling done
You fathers build with stones that stand and shine
Heaven's where you find it
And you can't take too much with you
Ah but, Daddy, don't you listen
It's just this highway talking
I come from a long line
High and low and in between, same as you
Hills of golden, piles of poison
Time's thrown me through
And I believe I've come to learn
That turning round is to become confusion
And the gold's no good for spending
And the poison's hungry waiting
[Verse 2]
What can you leave behind
When you're flying lightning fast and all alone?
Only a trace, my friend
Spirit of motion born and direction grown
A trace that will not fade in frozen skies
Your journey will be
And if a shadow don't seem much company
Well, who said it would be?
[Verse 3]
There is the highway
And the homemade loving kind, and the highway's mine
And us ramblers'll get the travelling done
You fathers build with stones that stand and shine
Heaven's where you find it
And you can't take too much with you
Ah but, Daddy, don't you listen
It's just this highway talking
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