Highway

Used to be the highway would cloak me like a second skin
Had to go my own way. But now I'm getting' right back to where I've been
Dreams I followed carried me to where the road goes on forever
Rolling stoners may not gather moss but we can sometimes get it together

When I'm out driving all night long, got no protection from the truth
Maybe that's why I find my thoughts have found their way right back to you
You were always there for me, distant reflections in my brain
Had to be something pretty real to have me headin' back to you again

Had to grab some highway to get to where tunes rev my engine
Gonna have to take it sky way to catch a lift around the bend
Memories come rushing back so I forget about all the pain
A better self comes rolling back for having been a part of it again!

One world tribe has splintered now
Ain't no way to get the genie back in the bottle
We compete? Please tell me how?
When all I see is jams kicking out bands full throttle
Thrand's full bottle
Thrak in the bottle

Used to be the highway could almost erase away your sin
Anything that got in my way. I'd let 'em off before I'd begin
Dreams I followed carried me to where all roads lead to one
Rolling for the music, magic, mystery and the fun

Take me back, to that same ride
Rushing by, skylight to the wide open spaces
Welcome home, please come inside
Come and be inspired by the smiling faces
The Twylyte places
Plied open spaces



Credits
Writer(s): Brooke Wilton
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