Existential Crossroads

You come to an age where your worry and your faith
 Feel like fine lines between life and death
 Hold yourself up like you're made out of stone and
 Hope there's still enough good inside you left
 It's a well-oiled machine, this American Dream
 Oh, I like the idea but it's cruel and it's mean and
 She's a thorn in your side, but she shortens the night
 And the love you found wasn't love that you need
 So don't stay here too long, standing in one place
 You'll start begging for mercy, you'll forget about the grace
 And I've heard that the Devil wears, he wears an angel's face
 If you stay here too long
 You'll start thinking they're one and the same
 I wasn't around to see the glory of this town
 When she was working like they say she oughta be
 Now they're just stories of the olden days
 They're told in the strangest ways
 Like troubles of the times didn't mean a thing
 You start stacking up your pride in a dream that's all but died
 'Til you're left with a wall ten stories built around your mind
 It's still a thorn there in your side
 But you're aching for the light
 So you travel on and try to travel light
 So don't stay here too long, standing in one place
 You'll start begging for mercy, you'll forget about the grace
 And I've heard that the Devil wears, he wears an angel's face
 If you stay here too long
 You'll start thinking they're one and the same
 I just wanna drive until I'm one with the line
 That runs the distance from the east to the west
 Travel through the quiet towns 'til all the city noise dies down
 Try to run these ghosts out of my head
 'Cause if I stay here too long, standing in one place
 I start begging for mercy, I forget all about the grace
 And I know that the devil wears an angel's face
 I've fallen for it one too many times, I hate to say
 They ain't one and the same