Pye Dubois - On The Road lyrics

On the road The heart is slow The mind is not clocked The feet are sore The hands and eyes are quick To stop the world On the road Confirms something about yourself Confirms something about your mold--some say it's freedom Freedom some say Is when you get back home Fights and rights Emba**ies and fantasies One street towns with stop lights One stop streets with no towns-- I don't need the patter I don't need a**istance To review the show... I want to keep my pearly whites I don't want my shirts to keep a fit I want a good steak once in a while A checkered cab to go once in style-- Freedom some say Is when you get back home Howls of laughter Sights and sounds Movies and groupies One day lover Next day down-- I'd like to keep my pearly whites And have a little stride in life... I'd be sometimes late I'd be sometimes early And surely once in a while I'd like to be alone One day aggressive One day shy One day permissive One day sly... On the road confirms something about myself Confirms something about my storm-- Some say it needs freedom Freedom some say Is after the storm