The Highway

It takes a window into your conscience

It takes a hard look into your soul

It takes a ton of faith to push the doubt away

And reestablish full control

In a world of phony prophets

In a sea of plain conceit

Fight the wind and waves through the fog and haze

Until the good old earth's under your feet

You'll never know until you try

If you can reach beyond the sky

I'm packing up my gear

I'm getting out of here

Up where the air is clear

Heading for the highway, heading for the highway

I need to turn the wheel

Away from every deal

Until I find what's real

Heading for the highway, heading for the highway

I have lived among the missing

I have walked around asleep

I've been written off, I've been sold and bought

I have stared into the deep

There's a price for every promise

Every dream we victimize

A creative fate that you can't escape

Is the dreaded compromise

So much depends on what we say

When everyone gets in our way

I need to break the chains

I need to take the reins

And make a major change

Heading for the highway, heading for the highway

I need to find the line

Between who's left behind

And who takes too much time

Heading for the highway, heading for the highway

I'm packing up my gear

I'm getting out of here

Up where the air is clear

Heading for the highway, heading for the highway

I need to turn the wheel

Away from every deal

Till I can find what's real

Heading for the highway, heading for the highway

Heading for the highway, heading for the highway

Heading for the highway