City to city we travel in vans from The East to the West Coast To places abandoned. These bars filled with smoke never treat us as strangers. The road is uncertain But we'll take our chances.
We drive and take in this world from the window. We roll, and move to the beat of an engine. We stall, another day spent by the side of the road. Pick yourself up and continue to roam.
This life is not for everyone, it's harder than you know. Cheap hotels and couches Have become a second home. Follow those who came before you did and paved the way. You can't do this forever but until this ends we drive,
and take in this world from the window. We roll, and move to the beat of an engine. We stall another day spent by the side of the road. Pick yourself up and continue to roam.
I can't stay here forever, watching the cars go by. I can't stay here forever, watching the road wind down.
And I remember what you say before I leave: "Good luck and come home in one piece to me". If this is what you do then kill it. We made this decision. We'll do this the hard way.