

(woo-ooo) Checked the rear-view, watched the city fade to grey
All those heavy promises got lost along the way
Left the baggage at the station,
hit the gas and didn't look back
Just a single line of yellow on a long and empty track
And the wind is cool,
the windows down
(yeah) We are miles away from that tired town
Oh,
we drive into the gold
Young enough to let it fold With the radio on and the
engine clear
Nothing but the open sky from here!
Saw a hawk above the pine trees,
carving circles in the blue
Spent a lifetime trying to figure what we actually knew
But the dashboard holds the map we never needed anyway
Just a couple of survivors chasing down the break of day
Oh,
we drive into the gold
Young enough to let it fold With the radio on
and the engine clear
Nothing but the open sky from here!