Roads of Freedom

The breath of the wind wipes the streaks off the windshield glass,
The engine is beating like hearts as the shadows pass.
We drove to the west, never checking the rear-view space,
Right into the distance where life hasn't left a trace.


Hit the gas. And leave your doubts in the dust behind.

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These are the roads of our freedom, where we stand alone,
Where dirt is just kicking up high, right into the unknown.
And let them all judge us for taking the risks that we take,
We're writing our history now, for our own damn sake!


Some old faded jeans and a pocket of burned-out dreams,
We couldn't care less for the cold, or so it seems.
The line on the dial is a border between two lands,
We tore ourselves out from the grip of the liar's hands.


Hit the gas. And leave your doubts in the dust behind.

Припев
These are the roads of our freedom, where we stand alone,
Where dirt is just kicking up high, right into the unknown.
And let them all judge us for taking the risks that we take,
We're writing our history now, for our own damn sake!


Beyond those dark hills, the morning is tearing the haze,
All that we need is to break from the hypocrite's maze.
Just breathe in the highway as long as you carry the fire,
We chose this long journey to follow our deepest desire.

Припев
These are the roads of our freedom, where we stand alone,
Where dirt is just kicking up high, right into the unknown.
And let them all judge us for taking the risks that we take,
We're writing our history now, for our own damn sake!