The Tunnel
Near the old folk's home past Page Street and Ash
That patch of woods next to the pink laundromat
The things you learn in middle school, you don't learn in class
Stole some weed from your uncle so we hopped the fence
By the section 8 housing back when we were best friends
You saw a brick wall and I found a path
The smell of summer water with nowhere to go
Hanging like vampires under the road
You said you can't get out the same way you came in
15 you're a kid, but 16 it changes
Those walls could have caved in any second, for all that I knew
So, I held my breath said a prayer and kept running
Till the shape of the end took the afternoon sun in
I don't know how it works or how God picks who gets to get through
It just seems like a lot of life's been mostly the tunnel for you
Your dad sat on an upside-down bucket in the garage watching Westerns
With the sound turned down, a cold beer in his left hand
Your mother called him in for dinner then ate alone
No one asks where you're going or asks where you've been
You're covered in tattoos, just under the skin
But you're wearing those long sleeves, so nobody knows
I bet the road headed south is somebody's north
Just like somebody's darkness is somebody's torch
But, you can't get out the same way you came in
Still think like a kid when everything changes
Those walls could have caved in any second and blacked out the blue
Well I wanted to save you, but I just did nothing
Prayed the shape of the end lets the afternoon sun in
I don't know how it works or how God picks who gets to get through
It just seems like a lot of life's been mostly the tunnel for you
Mostly the tunnel
There's a light at the end, a light at the end, keep on running
There's a light at the end, and I promise my friend, it's coming
There's a light at the end, there's a light at the end
There's a light at the end, there's a light at the end
A light at the end
A light at the end
That patch of woods next to the pink laundromat
The things you learn in middle school, you don't learn in class
Stole some weed from your uncle so we hopped the fence
By the section 8 housing back when we were best friends
You saw a brick wall and I found a path
The smell of summer water with nowhere to go
Hanging like vampires under the road
You said you can't get out the same way you came in
15 you're a kid, but 16 it changes
Those walls could have caved in any second, for all that I knew
So, I held my breath said a prayer and kept running
Till the shape of the end took the afternoon sun in
I don't know how it works or how God picks who gets to get through
It just seems like a lot of life's been mostly the tunnel for you
Your dad sat on an upside-down bucket in the garage watching Westerns
With the sound turned down, a cold beer in his left hand
Your mother called him in for dinner then ate alone
No one asks where you're going or asks where you've been
You're covered in tattoos, just under the skin
But you're wearing those long sleeves, so nobody knows
I bet the road headed south is somebody's north
Just like somebody's darkness is somebody's torch
But, you can't get out the same way you came in
Still think like a kid when everything changes
Those walls could have caved in any second and blacked out the blue
Well I wanted to save you, but I just did nothing
Prayed the shape of the end lets the afternoon sun in
I don't know how it works or how God picks who gets to get through
It just seems like a lot of life's been mostly the tunnel for you
Mostly the tunnel
There's a light at the end, a light at the end, keep on running
There's a light at the end, and I promise my friend, it's coming
There's a light at the end, there's a light at the end
There's a light at the end, there's a light at the end
A light at the end
A light at the end
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Writer(s): Benjamin West, Stephen Wilson, Lori Mckenna
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