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