[Verse 1] Two pale horses at the curb, two dark ones in the rain, I hold a paper map that keeps erasing every lane. The city leans in sideways; all its windows watch me steer, One hand on the reins, one hand keeping doubt from here. [Pre-Chorus] Left says turn back, Right says go. I let them argue. I say, “Forward.” [Chorus] Roll on, roll on, wheels through the night, I don’t need the road to tell me I’m right. Hold fast, hold fast, heart in its place, The Chariot moves when I gather the pace. [Verse 2] A crown of little stars keeps snagging on the telephone wire, My armor’s just a jacket with a pocket full of fire. The sphinxes won’t agree on what the destination means; They pull me past the courthouse and the laundromat machines. [Pre-Chorus] Left wants thunder, Right wants snow. I keep the reins loose. I say, “Forward.” [Chorus] Roll on, roll on, wheels through the night, I don’t need the road to tell me I’m right. Hold fast, hold fast, heart in its place, The Chariot moves when I gather the pace. [Instrumental] [Bridge] No whip in my hand, No map in the sky, Just two stubborn forces And a reason to try. The gate swings open. The street runs out. I keep on going Before I know how. [Chorus] Roll on, roll on, wheels through the night, I don’t need the road to tell me I’m right. Hold fast, hold fast, heart in its place, The Chariot moves when I gather the pace. [Outro] At dawn, the horses drink from a puddle of gold. The road keeps its secrets. I keep hold.
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