All, all of these lanes
Not enough exits
I see no one's face
No one sees me
They can't be free at such limited speeds
And no one seems to care
I could try new roads
And leave my mountain home
And it's the change I fear
So it keeps me here
Shifting lanes and gears
Limits firm and clear
Some some know the
Just not me
Most most are just late
Just like me
In such construction no progress is made
And somehow I still stay