Everyday Is A Winding Road

I hitched a ride with a vending machine repair man

He says he's been down this road more than twice

He was high on intellectualism

I've never been there but the brochure looks nice

Jump in let's go

Lay back enjoy the show

Everybody gets high, everybody gets low

These are the days when anything goes

Everyday is a winding road

I get a little bit closer

Everyday is a faded sign

I get a little bit closer to feeling fine

He's got a daughter he calls Easter

She was born on a Tuesday night

I'm just wondering why I feel so all alone

Why I'm a stranger in my own life

Jump in let's go

Lay back, enjoy the show

Everybody gets high, everybody gets low

These are the days when anything goes

Everyday is a winding road

I get a little bit closer

Everyday is a faded sign

I get a little bit closer

Everyday is a winding road

I get a little bit closer

Everyday is a faded sign

I get a little bit closer to feeling fine

I've been living in a sea of anarchy

I've been living on coffee and nicotine

I've been wondering if all the thing I've seen

Were ever real, were ever really happening

Everyday is a winding road

I get a little bit closer

Everyday is a faded sign

I get a little bit closer

Everyday is a winding road

I get a little bit closer

Everyday is a faded sign

I get a little bit closer to feeling fine