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Dug around inside the glove box
Past the old receipts and dust
Found a faded gas station map
Covered up in red road rust
Blue ink traces down the highway
Circles around a tiny town Before
the winter pulled us down
The engine idles in the dark
I feel the paper in my
hand We were young enough to
believe That we could conquer any
land
And these lines don't match the
road ahead The world turned out
a different way But every turn
we meant to take Is still
inside of me to today
I'm driving out tonight
I'm driving out tonight
Finding where the dark turns into
light
Passed an old closed gas station
Where we bought cheap soda pops
We had twenty dollars total
And a motor that barely stops
And everybody's moved away I guess
the time just caught us all
No matter what we used to
say
The engine idles in the dark
I feel the paper in my
hand We were young enough to
believe That we could conquer any
land
And these lines don't match the
road ahead The world turned out
a different way But every turn
we meant to take Is still
inside of me to today I'm
driving out tonight
I'm driving out tonight
Finding where the dark turns into
light
I trace the ink with my
thumb
Outside the cold air hits my
face I'm not lost,
I'm just starting over In a
brand new place
And these lines don't match the
road ahead The world turned out
a different way But every turn
we meant to take Finding where
the dark turns into light Fold
the paper, put it back
Headlights cut across the track I'm
moving on