Highway Chord Drive

We pack the van under the morning sun

A map of stories that have just begun

The asphalt hums a steady open drone

Another city that we call our home (yeah)

And when the static clears we find our way

There's not a single word we need to say

Now every highway has a chord to play

We dream a crowd and watch them sway

With every heart that beats along the line (ooh-ooh)

We see the stadium in the distant glow

A thousand voices that we used to know

The stage is set,

the cables on the floor

We're ready now to open up the door

Now every highway has a chord to play

We dream a crowd and watch them sway

With every heart that beats along the line

(along the line!)

(beats along

the line...)