The highway
Is empty at 1am
And there's
Static on the radio
Drifting over the center line
And no one cares
'Cause nobody's there
To hear the static (the static)
On the radio
Chorus
Closed minds and idle hands
Write epics of dead intention
Closed minds and idle hands
Can't fight and take direction
We must believe
There is something more
To this we call life
There is something in store
Just see this through
We will not leave
Until this is done
I've said it before
I'll say it again
Just see this through
Expections betrayed
And we're the only one's who care
As we
All smile and put on a show
In the basement
No one cares
'Cause nobody's there
I guess we're all static
On the radio
Chorus
Through the years
I've come to know
The truth behind this facade
And through the years
I have grown to know
It's not easy
Just because
Someone's done it before
I know it's one in a million
But those are the odds
That we have to take
But we must believe
We must believe
Yeah
We must believe
There is something more
To this we call life
There is something in store
Just see this
Just see this through
See this through
See this through
See this through
See this through