When you walk outside you can feel it in your chest
The wind blows colder far from the middle
The highway rolls from the east to the west
But you live up north and you're far from the middle
You can't drink the water 'cause the well is bad
And if you raise your voice, they want to arrest you
So you do what you do while they're measuring a piece of string
And your sisters disappear into the night
'Cause the light gets dimmer far from the middle
And justice sees you better when you're white
But the skin you're in is far from the middle
The judge won't help you 'cause the law is bad
And if you raise your fist they're going to arrest you
On the highway of tears there's a red dress blowing in the wind
All my heroes live their lives on the edge
And who can sleep when the world is burning in a bed
You live or die as your conscience says
But you always find it far from the middle
All my heroes live their lives on the edge
And who can sleep when the world is burning in a bed
You live or die as your conscience says
You always find it far from the middle
When you walk outside you can feel it in your chest
The wind blows colder far from the middle
The highway rolls from the east to the west
You live up north
You're far from the middle
You're far from the middle
Far from the middle