flyover states

I took a wrong way turn 
on a dead end road
on my journey back to you
hit every icy curve
and now I have the nerve
to do what I was born to do

I downed a shot of gin
my favorite medicine
and my courage came into view
now I'm heading down
finally freedom bound
on my journey back to you

          out here on heaven's highway 
          where you'll see no vultures
          seeing everything I've never known
          driving through the
          flyover states
          with nowhere left to go