Get on the road and just go
With small winds in the road
And the air turns to falling snow
Miles away or just up ahead
We'll never find it, because
Construction work, slowing
The dynamite walls contain us
Through the part of the glass
Miles away or just up ahead
We'll never find it, because
Get on the road and just go
With small winds in the road
And the air turns to falling snow
But the dynamite walls contain us