Dar Williams: Traveling again

Have I got everything? Am I ready to go? Is it going to be wild, is it gonna be the best time? Or am I just a-saying so-o-o-o? Am I ready to go? What do I hear when I say I hear the call of the road? I think it started with driving, more speed, more deals, more sky, more wheels More things to leave behind, now it's all in a day for the modern mind And I am traveling again Calling this a ghost town, and where is the heartland? And I'm afraid, oh, was there any good reason, that I had to go When all I know is I can never come back. Traveling I made a friend, he had a trouble in his head And all he could say's that he knew that the bottle Drank the woman from his bed, from his bed He said "I'm not gonna lose that way again." But sober is just like driving, more joy, more dread, someone turns her head And smiles and disappears He's gotta take it like it is, and it goes too fast And he is just like me, caught in-between, no sage advisor Does weary mean wiser? And someday will I sing the mountains that carried me away away From home and hometown boys like you? Yeah, but what about us? Was it really that bad? Oh it's hard to believe I want a highway roadstop More than all the times we had, on little dirt roads What am I reaching for that's better than a hand to hold? It really was about driving, not fame, not wealth, Not driving away from myself It's just myself drove away from me And now I gotta get it back and it goes so fast, so I am traveling again Sitting at the all-nite, picking up a pen And I'm afraid, oh, was there any good reason That I had to go, when all I know is I am all alone again And you are the ghost town, and I am the heartland And I can say, oh, that's a very good reason That I had to go, but now all I know is I can never come back And I will never go back.