- published: 31 Aug 2011
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Interstate 90 (I-90) is a transcontinental freeway, and the longest Interstate Highway in the United States at 3,020.54 miles (4,861.09 km). Its western terminus is in Seattle, at Edgar Martinez Drive S. near Safeco Field and CenturyLink Field, and its eastern terminus is in Boston, Massachusetts, at Route 1A near Logan International Airport. I-90 crosses the Continental Divide over Homestake Pass just east of Butte, Montana. East of the Wisconsin-Illinois border, much of I-90 follows several toll roads, many of which predate the Interstate Highway system. The Jane Addams Memorial Tollway, Chicago Skyway, Indiana Toll Road, Ohio Turnpike, New York State Thruway, Massachusetts Turnpike, and the Ted Williams Tunnel are all toll roads used by I-90 in the eastern half of the country. The Interstate is not tolled through some segments in downtown Chicago; Greater Cleveland, and the rest of Northeast Ohio; Pennsylvania; and through brief sections near Buffalo; Albany; and Boston. Erie, Pennsylvania; Billings, Montana; and Spokane, Washington are other major cities on I-90.
I guess I don't know. I guess I'll try to find my way out.
I guess I don't know. I guess I'll try to find my way out.
Many miles to go,
are you still running on empty?
These words will fall apart.
Please save me, please save me.
counting those white lines as they pass
by window on this three day trip.
As these days skip, as the page flips,
we'll never find our way back home.
No destination, just separation
from the things that we all fucking hate.
Don't send your letters, it's for the better.
Your words won't fall on my deaf ears.
Many miles to go,
I'm running on empty.
I took my time wish I had hurried up.
No one hears me when I scream please save me.
It's awful hard to grow up.
I'll pack my bags and get out of here.
No one can save me tonight I'm on my own this time.
(I guess I don't know. I guess I'll find out)
This is part of life, I'll get in the car
and hit the interstate,hope it takes me far.
Many miles to go,
I'm running on empty.
I took my time wish I had hurried up.
No one hears me when I scream please save me.
It's awful hard to grow up.
I've left everything behind.
(with no trace, with no sign.)
This song's familiar, but these words taste so new.
How many miles will I drive until I feel alive?