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Lyrics
[verse]
I made my way out to the meeting of the roads
Stood there in the silence, set down my heavy load
Nobody came to help me, nobody was around
I stood there at the crossroads till the sun went down
[chorus]
Standing at the crossroads, don't know which way to go
Standing at the crossroads, the wind is blowing slow
Every road looks empty, every road looks the same
Standing at the crossroads, calling out a name
[verse]
I'm going down to the station, catch the very next train
Ride it far from here, away from all this pain
Every road I've walked has led me back to this
One more crossroads waiting, one more thing I'll miss
[bridge]
Guitar's jamming wild, extended, running free
Every riff a mile marker leading back to me
Doesn't matter which road, doesn't matter when
I'll be back out here at the crossroads again
[chorus]
Standing at the crossroads, don't know which way to go
Standing at the crossroads, the wind is blowing slow
Every road looks empty, every road looks the same
Standing at the crossroads, calling out a name
Model notes (creation log)
## Metadata
**Caption:** blues rock, extended jam, iconic riff, driving groove, 120 bpm, male vocal
**BPM:** 40
**Duration:** 170.0s
**Key:** E♭ minor
**Time Signature:** 4

## Lyrics
[verse]
I made my way out to the meeting of the roads
Stood there in the silence, set down my heavy load
Nobody came to help me, nobody was around
I stood there at the crossroads till the sun went down

[chorus]
Standing at the crossroads, don't know which way to go
Standing at the crossroads, the wind is blowing slow
Every road looks empty, every road looks the same
Standing at the crossroads, calling out a name

[verse]
I'm going down to the station, catch the very next train
Ride it far from here, away from all this pain
Every road I've walked has led me back to this
One more crossroads waiting, one more thing I'll miss

[bridge]
Guitar's jamming wild, extended, running free
Every riff a mile marker leading back to me
Doesn't matter which road, doesn't matter when
I'll be back out here at the crossroads again

[chorus]
Standing at the crossroads, don't know which way to go
Standing at the crossroads, the wind is blowing slow
Every road looks empty, every road looks the same
Standing at the crossroads, calling out a name