I see it in yours eyes, you’re getting tired
Of the same ol’ run around
I read the headlines, the town crier’s
Got nothing new to cry about
I know we grew up here, but we mighta grown outta here
Can’t miss what you got till you disappear
Why don’t we leave right now? Taillight this town
Put a red sun set in the windshield
Fast lane 40 like a Kerouac story
On the road kids flying on four wheels
How ‘bout we let it go? Burn in the afterglow
Let lost get found
Why don’t we taillight this town?
I see you on the coast, them waves rolling
In steady as your heartbeat
I see you in clouds, them rocky mountains
Higher than we thought we’d ever be
Long as you’re with me
Why don’t we leave right now? Taillight this town
Put a red sun set in the windshield
Fast lane 40 like a Kerouac story
On the road kids flying on four wheels
How ‘bout we let it go? Burn in the afterglow
Let lost get found
Why don’t we taillight this town?
Yeah
I know we grew up here, but we mighta grown outta here
Can’t miss what you got till you disappear
Why don’t we leave right now? Taillight this town
Put a red sun set in the windshield
Fast lane 40 like a Kerouac story
On the road kids flying on four wheels
How ‘bout we let it go? Burn in the afterglow
Let lost get found
Why don’t we taillight this town?
Why don’t we taillight this town?
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Anything But Me
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Going Missing
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In The Feeling
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Last Thing On My Mind
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