From the recording Highways
Written by Ronny Criss. Produced by Bryan Clark
Players:
Vocals: Ronny Criss, BGVs: Shawn Byrne, Electric Guitars, B3/Keys, Bass & Drums: Bryan Clark
Lyrics
Six lanes one’s open
Five strings one’s broken
Four walls not a door in sight
Three wings two birds
Two feet but one’s hurt
One voice in the dead of night
Sayin’ someday when it’s all behind me
And darkness fades with the light of the morning
Call it my great escape
Three tires no spare
Pair of roads going nowhere
One map and mind of my own
Sayin’ someday when it’s all behind me
I’ll be singing a new song ’bout that brand new morning
Call it my great escape
Oh watch me ride away somewhere off in the distance
Hope’s the finest fuel for human resistance
Because someday when it’s all in the past
When the hardest moments only make me laugh
When the flame of fear is no longer burning
And every tear dries without warning
Call it my great escape