120 East

(álbum: Respect The Van - 2012)

Driving 120 East headed into the hills
With the wildfire smoke running over my gills
I could drive with my eyes closed
The moon's so bright

City blocks turn to rivers and trees
And I'm washing the dirt of the week off of me
And I'm looking to friends
And whiskey jars tonight

And then
And then
The music's done, the bags are packed again

Pines and red woods reach to the sky
And they line the winding roads we drive
They wave to us in winds
They wave us on

Welcome's felt when we play at the bar
But it feels like we just stepped out of the car
And the bell starts tolling time
To get us gone

And then
And then
Last call, we're drinking black coffee again

Well it's time, we're headed out
But we're not headed home
Taillights ahead
Dragging me straight for the dawn
My eyes are getting heavy
And the road goes ever on
But I follow you
Tonight we're moving on

On a spiral road to a place in my mind
Where I struggle with God, and with life, and with time
And I feel I can't do anything but wrong

Every choice feels empty and mean
And I can't remember my hopes or my dreams
And I'm failing
Feeling everything but strong

And then
And then
The music puts me on the road again

Well it's time we're headed out
But we're not headed home
Taillights ahead
Dragging me straight for the dawn
My eyes are getting heavy
And the road goes ever on
But I follow you

Yeah

Well it's time we're headed out
But we're not headed home
Taillights ahead
Dragging me straight for the dawn
My eyes are getting heavy
And the road goes ever on
But I follow you
Tonight we're moving on