Life is a Highway Part II

This song has been featured more than once on this blog, and I make no apologies. Although my kiddo's generation associates it with Cars, it will still always be a part of my high school memories.....even though it was extremely overplayed.

But just like so many other instances of personal growth, the lyrics mean so much more to me now.

There's a world outside every darkened door

Where blues won't haunt you anymore
Where the brave are free and lovers soar
Come ride with me to the distant shore.......

You're in my blood, I'm not a lonely man.....

There's no load I can't hold

A road so rough, this I know
I'll be there when the light comes in
Just tell 'em we're survivors.......

There was a distance between you and I

A misunderstanding once
But now we look it in the eye.......

And if you're into a real deep-dive and were a fan of The Office, you might remember this cringey scene. But that's really a whole other story!

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