Empty halls and naked walls told stories like a book.
Reality and memories shook hands with my last look.
I fired up that U-Haul truck and got this rock to roll.
With four wheels, a couple tears, and everything I own.
And this road I follow is betting big on tomorrow.
It might be the death of me today.
When he sailed the ocean, Columbus didn't have a map.
You ain't going nowhere if you're thinking that the world is flat.
I set the cruise, slipped off my shoes, and couldn't help but wonder why you can never see its really green til you're on the other side.
Now people said I'm gonna regret the life I'm giving up, but there's more than diesel driving me so far in this old truck.
And this road I follow is betting big on tomorrow.
It might be the death of me today.
When he sailed the ocean, Columbus didn't have a map.
You ain't going nowhere if you're thinking that the world is flat.
On a hotel quirk on a full out count gave me his last cup from his coffee pot, smiled at my guitar and said son why not quite while you're a head?
Because this road I follow is betting big on tomorrow.
It might be the death of me today.
When he sailed the ocean, Columbus didn't have a map.
You aint going nowhere, no you aint going nowhere thinking that the world is flat.
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