The World Is Flat

Empty halls and naked walls told stories like a book
Reality and memories shook hands with my last look
I fired up that U-Haul truck and got this rock to roll
With four wheels, a couple tears, and everything I own
And this road I follow is betting big on tomorrow
It might be the death of me today
When he sailed the ocean, Columbus didn’t have a map
You ain’t going nowhere if you’re thinking that the world is flat
I set the cruise, slipped off my shoes
And couldn’t help but wonder why
You can never see its really green
Til you’re on the other side
Now people said I’m gonna regret the life I’m giving up
But there’s more than diesel
Driving me so far in this old truck
And this road I follow is betting big on tomorrow
It might be the death of me today
When he sailed the ocean, Columbus didn’t have a map
You ain’t going nowhere if you’re thinking that the world is flat
On a hotel quirk on a full out count
Gave me his last cup from his coffee pot
Smiled at my guitar and said son why not
Quite while you’re a head?
Because this road I follow is betting big on tomorrow
It might be the death of me today
When he sailed the ocean, Columbus didn’t have a map
You ain’t going nowhere, no you ain’t going nowhere thinking that the world is
flat