In the back of a car on a road in the dark
In the stillicide, silently falling snow,
I"ve packed everything that I own in a bag,
And I"m driving, I"m driving to Idaho
A poem for leaving, a reason to go,
So I"m driving, I"m driving to Idaho
"Cause I can"t be anyone but me, anyone but me
And I can"t keep dreaming that I"m free, dreaming that I"m free,
I don"t want to fall asleep and watch my life from fifty feet,
In the stillicide, silently falling snow,
I"ve packed everything that I own in a bag,
And I"m driving, I"m driving to Idaho
A poem for leaving, a reason to go,
So I"m driving, I"m driving to Idaho
"Cause I can"t be anyone but me, anyone but me
And I can"t keep dreaming that I"m free, dreaming that I"m free,
I don"t want to fall asleep and watch my life from fifty feet,
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