The Plan

Seven years ago today
I packed up my whole life and I drove away
Across two state lines seven hundred miles
Between what I thought was right and the plan

I was so upset about the move
But deep down I was more upset at you
But I knew I'd be back
And I knew we'd get on track in the lights but in my mind

Afraid I would break and not bend
Lost on the highway oh what was the plan

To add some cars and babies to the house that I grew up in
On sunny field way where at first had almost nothing
but paper cups for whiskey and my old dog Georgia Ann
A fairyland was that the plan

The deep parts of my world are onward
The river shores and sand all turned to glass
And the mountains are binding
And the roads are unwinding in the night but in my mind
Afraid I would break and not bend
Alone in the driveway oh was this the plan

To get myself all twisted with a new love ever broken
The moon over the hills reminds me of almost nothing
Paper cups for whiskey two new dogs and here I am
Oh here I am, this was the plan
Oh, this was the plan
The sunrise I can see it
Tonight I can feel it