Take a Drive

Whenever I'm upset or ready to explode,
I hop in my truck and take a drive down the road.
I seem to be doing that a lot lately,
Leaving my humble abode.

Sometimes I'll drive to the river or I'll find myself in the park.
Usually I won't go back until it's dark.
I just can't stand to sit in the house,
And listen to the noise of the dog bark.

I need time to think, to listen, to feel.
To decipher between what's fake and what's for real.
So many thoughts inside my head.
This time helps my brain and my heart to heal.

Out on the road I feel so wild and free,
Like a pelican making it's journey across the sea.
Back in the real world I feel like I'm being held captive.
I just want to have a chance to really be me.

As I drive along the radio is playing and a new song comes on.
I can see the horizon, it's almost dawn.
I realize that I'm actually quite tired,
As I let out an unwanted yawn.

With the windows rolled down, the breeze plays in my hair,
And I keep on driving without a care.
I don't want to stop, I don't feel like going home,
But I know that I'll soon have to make my way back there.