There are rules of the road.
Don’t ask me why there are.
I drive it just like you.
We drive similar cars.
We’ve hit many potholes;
We’ve driven in the snow.
We’ve felt this open road.
The same road we all know.
Bumpy, windy, rough, and long,
this road has proved us wrong.
No matter how bad it gets,
we must follow the rules.
We chase the sun as it cools.
We must never break these rules
with our own destructive tools.
