Lirik Lagu Traveling Again (traveling I) - Dar Williams
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Have I got everything? Am I ready to go?Is it going to be wild, is it gonna be the best time?Or am I just saying so? Am I ready to go?What do I hear when I say I hear the call of the road?
I think it started with driving, more speed, more deals, more sky, more wheelsMore things to leave behind, now it's all in a day for the modern mindAnd I am traveling againCalling this a ghost town, and where is the heartland?And I'm afraid, oh, was there any good reason, that I had to goWhen all I know is I can never come back.
Traveling I made a friend, he had a trouble in his headAnd all he could say's that he knew that the bottleDrank the woman from his bed, from his bedHe said "I'm not gonna lose that way again."But sober is just like driving, more joy, more dread, someone turns her headAnd smiles and disappearsHe's gotta take it like it is, and it goes too fastAnd he is just like me, caught in-between, no sage advisorDoes weary mean wiser?And someday will I sing the mountains that carried me awayFrom home and hometown boys like you?
Yeah, but what about us? Was it really that bad?Oh it's hard to believe I want a highway roadstopMore than all the times we had, on little dirt roadsWhat am I reaching for that's better than a hand to hold?It really was about driving, not fame, not wealth,Not driving away from myselfIt's just myself drove away from meAnd now I gotta get it back and it goes so fast, so I am traveling againSitting at the all-nite, picking up a penAnd I'm afraid, oh, was there any good reasonThat I had to go, when all I know is I am all alone againAnd you are the ghost town, and I am the heartlandAnd I can say, oh, that's a very good reasonThat I had to go, but now all I know is I can never come backAnd I will never go back.
I think it started with driving, more speed, more deals, more sky, more wheelsMore things to leave behind, now it's all in a day for the modern mindAnd I am traveling againCalling this a ghost town, and where is the heartland?And I'm afraid, oh, was there any good reason, that I had to goWhen all I know is I can never come back.
Traveling I made a friend, he had a trouble in his headAnd all he could say's that he knew that the bottleDrank the woman from his bed, from his bedHe said "I'm not gonna lose that way again."But sober is just like driving, more joy, more dread, someone turns her headAnd smiles and disappearsHe's gotta take it like it is, and it goes too fastAnd he is just like me, caught in-between, no sage advisorDoes weary mean wiser?And someday will I sing the mountains that carried me awayFrom home and hometown boys like you?
Yeah, but what about us? Was it really that bad?Oh it's hard to believe I want a highway roadstopMore than all the times we had, on little dirt roadsWhat am I reaching for that's better than a hand to hold?It really was about driving, not fame, not wealth,Not driving away from myselfIt's just myself drove away from meAnd now I gotta get it back and it goes so fast, so I am traveling againSitting at the all-nite, picking up a penAnd I'm afraid, oh, was there any good reasonThat I had to go, when all I know is I am all alone againAnd you are the ghost town, and I am the heartlandAnd I can say, oh, that's a very good reasonThat I had to go, but now all I know is I can never come backAnd I will never go back.
