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[Intro: Whistling & Humming]
[Verse 1]
Drove down streets too familiar,
The urge to wander now massive, peculiar.
Every turn rolls the wheeled box further away,
From where fresh beginning began just today.
[Chorus]
(Oh, wandering souls, where will you go?)
(Oh, drifting hearts, where did you start?)
(Oh, travelers bold, what stories unfold?)
(Oh, seekers of dreams, what secrets are gleaned?)
[Verse 2]
From quaint corners to wending ways,
The journey calls, a lilting radio’s refrain.
Through neighborhoods, I've never seen,
Each curve a reminder, each new place unseen.
[Chorus]
(Oh, winding road, where do you lead?)
(Oh, fleeting time, who do you heed?)
(Oh, restless mind, what do you seek?)
(Oh, seeker of love, with whom will you speak?)
[Bridge]
City blends into distant haze,
Far mountain ranges reflect horizon’s sun’s blaze.
Questing carries on, ‘til fuel runs low,
Such heights are surprising, where mighty wild winds blow.
[Drop:Tabla pulses amid Sitar riffs]
[Verse 3]
Boxy truck along mountain's rangy spine,
Occasional forlorn stations’ to fill-up, oft in the nick of time.
And long downhill slopes, compression thwarting long rolls,
To return to the seeking, for what unites and makes whole..
[Chorus]
Questing carries on, ‘til fuel runs low,
Such heights are surprising, where mighty wild winds blow.
[Drop:Tabla pulses amid Sitar riffs]
[Verse 3]
Boxy truck along mountain's rangy spine,
Occasional forlorn stations’ to fill-up, oft in the nick of time.
And long downhill slopes, compression thwarting long rolls,
To return to the seeking, for what unites making whole..
[Chorus]
(Oh, winding road, where do you lead?)
(Oh, fleeting time, who do you heed?)
(Oh, restless mind, what do you seek?)
(Oh, seeker of love, with whom will you speak?)
[Outro]
Truck rolls on, sky turns gold,
Destination’s clues unmeld, unfold.
Another waypoint’s pause, in wanderlust we trust,
Until rolling to rest, a journey was formed by its wandering guest.
[End Whistling and Humming, ‘til changing the station]
Until rolling to rest, a journey was formed by its wandering guest.
[End Whistling and Humming, ‘til changing the station]
