Life is a highway, one way and no way else,
At least that's what they insist,
But it traps me inside a lane,
I can't get out of the crawling traffic,
Let's get out of the car,
Roll down your windows,
Escape into the ditches and cleverly hidden cabins of forests.

Keep moving,
Don't stop or else you might end up inside the car again,
Keep moving,
The sun will never dip if you follow it,
Keep moving,
Your dreams are wherever you are in the forest.

Life is a highway, one way and no way else,
But I like to think there's something more,
Perhaps a trail that leads thousands of miles away from where you started,
You'll pass by three legged deer and struck down trees,
Nothing you will pass will ever be familiar,
Like seeing through new eyes every mile you make alive.

Keep moving,
Don't stop or else you might end up inside the car again,
Keep moving,
The sun will never dip if you follow it,
Keep moving,
Your dreams are wherever you are in the forest.