Driven

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