To the Aspen covered peaks
To the sage valleys below
I go.
When it's a little too loud
Or the walls close in too close
I go.
Driving to escape time
Running on fumes in my mind
Hoping I'll get somewhere this time.
Turn the music on high
Leave the crystal blue skies
Or the bitter cold behind
I go.
Big sky country
Iron mountains high
Dinosaur bones below
Send me home.
I drive to pass the time,
See the sky,
And clear my mind.
Taking empty roads
Where many never go.