i wear these roads like a second skin, just like this car i’m driving in
i wanna breathe deep so that the wind can cool the burning
my oil is dark like blackest gold, the gearshift stuck and the engine cold
i need some light that will help me look past the next turning

Chorus
this point is the farthest i have ever been from home
i hear a voice that says to me ‘steer into the curve’

i watch the lines move on up ahead, these horses go where they are led
i wanna drive fast so that the stoplights turn red behind me
my wheels are worn like a pair of shoes, the timing’s off and the tailpipe’s loose
i need some power to help me through where darkness hides me

the valley’s shadow is coming close, the depths are promising repose
from pain which only seems to grow the more i’m living
this engine’s stalled and the battery’s done, coasting down this hill i’m on
i need a spark that’ll help me start the engine spinning

when i was a child i held on to mother’s hand
now that i’m grown i still don’t understand
is this the farthest i have ever been from home?
i hear a voice that says to me ‘steer into the curve’

i’m putting on a different skin, just like this car i’m riding in
i’m gonna breathe deep so that the wind can keep me burning
my oil’s refining to brightest gold, i hear the engine becoming bold
i’ll follow the light as it leads me into the next turning

this point is the closest i have ever been to home
i hear a voice that says to me ‘steer into the curve’