Runnin' Toward the Light
I used to hate all my dad's outlaw country bands
He'd play me when I was young
'Cause they'd lie through their teeth about the lives
They lead when all I wanted were honest songs
But now they're anthems in the van
And we're screaming them out on highway for good luck in the bright blistering sun
Runnin' toward the light on the shoulder of a dream
I'm singing in my sleep
Runnin' toward the light
Stagger through the streets
I sing it in my sleep
Cream fights through the truck stop coffee here in quiet, purple dawn
Last night we played another highway bar, for the first time they sang along
Spray-paint a twenty up on the overpass,
Like a blood pact with the drifters we've become in the soft, burgeoning sun
Runnin' toward the light on the shoulder of a dream
I'm singing in my sleep
Runnin' toward the light
Stagger through the streets
I sing it in my sleep
This is for Rosa and Catherine and Mom and Dad
This is for Robert and Jesse and Thunderbird staff
I'm gonna make you proud of me
I'm gonna make you proud of me
I'm gonna make you proud of me
Runnin' toward the light
On the shoulder of a dream
I'm singing in my sleep
Runnin' toward the light
I stagger through the streets
I sing it in my sleep
He'd play me when I was young
'Cause they'd lie through their teeth about the lives
They lead when all I wanted were honest songs
But now they're anthems in the van
And we're screaming them out on highway for good luck in the bright blistering sun
Runnin' toward the light on the shoulder of a dream
I'm singing in my sleep
Runnin' toward the light
Stagger through the streets
I sing it in my sleep
Cream fights through the truck stop coffee here in quiet, purple dawn
Last night we played another highway bar, for the first time they sang along
Spray-paint a twenty up on the overpass,
Like a blood pact with the drifters we've become in the soft, burgeoning sun
Runnin' toward the light on the shoulder of a dream
I'm singing in my sleep
Runnin' toward the light
Stagger through the streets
I sing it in my sleep
This is for Rosa and Catherine and Mom and Dad
This is for Robert and Jesse and Thunderbird staff
I'm gonna make you proud of me
I'm gonna make you proud of me
I'm gonna make you proud of me
Runnin' toward the light
On the shoulder of a dream
I'm singing in my sleep
Runnin' toward the light
I stagger through the streets
I sing it in my sleep
Credits
Writer(s): Arthur Enders, Dan Campbell, Nicholas Steinborn, Chiemena Ukazim, David Heck, Juan Lopez
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