Driven — Rush

Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson

Driven up and down in circles Skidding down a road of black ice Staring in and out storm windows Driven to a fool's paradise

But it's my turn to drive

Driven to the margin of error Driven to the edge of control Driven to the margin of terror Driven to the edge of a deep, dark hole

Driven day and night in circles Spinning like a whirlwind of leaves Stealing in and out back alleys Driven to another den of thieves

But it's my turn to drive

Driven in --- driven to the edge Driven out --- on the thin end of the wedge Driven off --- by things i've never seen Driven on --- by the road to somewhere i've never been

It's my turn to drive

The road unwinds towards me What was there is gone The road unwinds before me And i go riding on