Run as far as fear will take you
Down a highway late at night
Running our mouths about the government
And hoping like hell we make it home alive
Two and a half weeks of living with a purpose
Cut across the heart of America
Hoping to see things a little bit clearer
And lose the desperation tailing us
So just follow the lines
And throw the map out and drive
And let fate be the guide
Hold everything tight
Roll the windows down and breathe in the air of this country
Watch the moon roll across the dash
Why do somethings seem to take forever
When the things you want so bad don't seem to last
You fell asleep with your head on the window
I saw the sun rise at the Tennessee line
For a second I saw myself a year ago
Before I knew what it felt like to be alive
