Jon Jorgenson & Common Man Music - Nothing You Can Do

The glaring light of truth confirms what i've been aware of for miles
Orange blurs instructing me to check engine
A broken source of life
For one who's been running on fumes
In the spirit of Fred Flintstone
My feet are callused over from running this thing by my own power

Lifting up the hood to diagnose the break down
I realize that I know nothing about cars
Not even the one I leased
It is not my own
Yet, I'm still driving
Crazy
Down crowded streets that feel so empty
Fully deserted
I ignored all the signs
Treating every intersection like the light was green
Never seeing others until they're in my way
And never noticing you at all

Have I been so wrong that even right turn after right turn won't let me home
Am I just circling the block
A revolving door of my own mistakes
But you gave me the run around this over-populated ghost town
Does isolation from the found automatically make one lost

What did it cost you to be close to me
But still completely invisible
Unable to see the map
Or hear your voice no matter how many times I ask for directions
What's the quickest route to connection

Or have I already driven this car so far into the ground
That hell is my only destination
Forsaken
Shaken with fear that I will be left stranded on the side of a road
This is the wrong path anyway
With no one to guide my way
Or even a friend to share the ride with

Is this me
The surrounded alone
Is this me

Written by:
Jon Jorgenson

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