Driven
fences waving in the wind
standing around in the frost and the dew
drivers cursing the empty glove
nobody knows what will become of you
burning up the life and the crowded road
following the rules, oh happy citizen
groaning all over this blackened load
blood spilling out from the coffee oxygen
enough to make a strong man lose his mind
explosions and fire and crowds of angry fight
a broken stick floating and the light off gods design
but nobody listening, they locked away tight
so, Sophia make a drink and look away
the wind is flapping against the street
same thing here today as yesterday
& the river rolls away in soft defeat
(Chorus)
I'm driven, I'm driven on
It's only god now I'm calling upon
Well I'm driven, I'm driven on
I'm gonna drive until the coming of the dawn
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