[Verse 1]
There’s a place down in Nevada
a little empty lot
I used to pass it my way home
After I punch the clock
Worry-filled and happy-pilled
Mind racin’ with thoughts
Then looked up at a dusty sign
It just said STOP

Stop…
Stop…
Stop…

[instrumental break]


[Verse 2]
Like silence after train wreck
Such a simple thing
One legged guru whispered
Rusty therapy
Breath held, closed my eyes
Embracing apathy
Wisdom from an octagon
Of road safety

Stop…
Stop…
Stop…


[bridge]
Saw my mom when I got home
And told her to stop
Knocked on my boss’s front door
And told him to stop
Saw my buddy at the bar
And told him to stop
Saw some kiddos looking bored
And told them to stop

Stop…
Stop…
Stop…

[instrumental]

[Verse 3]
Some people can’t appreciate
That kinda talk
Can’t blame them for their ignorance
When advice flops
One day they’ll understand
That they’re all lost
Then we can all just take the time
Take a breath and stop

Stop…
Stop…
Stop…

[outro]



[outro]
There’s a place down in Nevada
a little empty lot
I used to pass it my way home
After I punch the clock
Thought I had it figured out
Thought I had to fight over the pot
Til I heard the call of a dusty sign
That just said STOP….

Stop…
Stop…
Stop…

Stop…
Stop…
Stop…

[End]