"The Roman Road" lyrics

I was raised on a Roman road
You could argue that a film we saw
Where the plane was a child to the
Rich above her cuts away her soul

Seeing where the falcons fly
Where the low-flying jets with their heads for highs
Looking at the valley below
All the cars and the trucks they just go go go

Roman road
It's a little pitstop on the road to Rome
The Roman road
It's a line to the past and a road to Rome
The Roman road
It's a little pitstop on the road to Rome
The Roman road
All the cars and the trucks they just go go go
(Scheming and a-dreaming there is reason to be living)

When we talked to the mountain goats
I could tell that they understood
That the universe is flat
And trees are made of wood

Staring at the nebula
I plant my root to distant fruit
Flying my kite up high
To stop those Fokkers flying by

On the Roman road
It's a little pitstop on the road to Rome
The Roman road
It's a line to the past and a road to Rome
The Roman road
It's a little pitstop on the road to Rome
The Roman road
It's a line to the past it just go go go
(Scheming and a-dreaming there is reason to be living)

The Roman road
It's a little pitstop on the road to Rome
The Roman road
It's a line to the past it just go go go
On the Roman road
It's a little pitstop on the road to Rome
The Roman road
All the cars and the trucks they just go go go
(Scheming and a-dreaming there is reason to be living)

On the Roman road
(Scheming and a-dreaming there is reason to be living)
The Roman road
(Scheming and a-dreaming there be reason to be living)
On the Roman road
(Scheming and a-dreaming there is reason to be living...)