Nostalgic • Bittersweet • Wanderlust

Lyrics

I’m heading west to Abilene
To thread a needle carefully
To find a girl I haven’t seen
In years

Her soul was pulled away
On a fateful winter day
A ride safe to say
Would bring me cheer

Down the barrel of the road all else fades from view
The hum of tires gently numbs the mind
Passing time line by line not liking what I find
Because what it is I’m finding isn’t you

The grey hair in the drivers seat
Who’s face was worn but ride was neat
Said long as you don’t mind the heat
There’s room

This journey strikes a chord
About a love adored
Until the day his heart had torn
In two

Down the barrel of the road all else fades from view
The hum of tires gently numbs the mind
Passing time line by line not liking what I find
Because what it is I’m finding isn’t you

I knew a soul in Sante Fe
Or maybe was the coast of Maine
It doesn’t matter any way
These days

It’s all left to the past
These types of things don’t last
They start off pretty fast
Then they fade

Down the barrel of the road all else fades from view
The hum of tires gently numbs the mind
Passing time line by line not liking what I find
Because what it is I’m finding isn’t you

Just past a sign for county lines
The paths they crossed would now unwind
All the best to what you find
Out there

With eyes gazed out the glass
It all comes rushing back
The dreams they shared unpack
And lay bare

Down the barrel of the road all else fades from view
The hum of tires gently numbs the mind
Passing time line by line not liking what I find
Because what it is I’m finding isn’t you

Down the barrel of the road all else fades from view
The hum of tires gently numbs the mind
Passing time line by line not liking what I find
Because what it is I’m finding isn’t you