Fordland

I’m crossing time zones like it’s going out of style
Pretending that I know
Exactly what I’m doing with my life, meanwhile
I’m terrified of tomorrow
The scenery has changed
And the road’s my only friend
But the routes got rearranged
And now I don’t know where this is going to end
My hopes and dreams have been completely redefined
And all that time I’m still
Trying not to think about just what I’ve left behind
And that takes a special skill
The scenery has changed
And the road’s my only friend
But the routes got rearranged
And now I don’t know where this is going to end
I’m trying not to think about just what I’ve left behind
And that takes a special skill