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
