Letras
The dust rose slow
Boots hit the ground
Sky burned gold
No plans to be found
Map folded tight in the glovebox bed
But we never once looked
Just drove instead
Mountain air
It sang so sweet
Echoed back like a heartbeat
A heartbeat
We didn't chase the road it chased us back
A winding thread through the railroad tracks
Freedoms song in a four tire hymn
With friends like these
You don't need to win
Durango lights faded into the night
A fiddle cried out in the canyons might
We laughed til the stars could feel our sound
And the wheels spun circles
Miles unbound
We didn't chase the road it chased us back
A winding thread through the railroad tracks
Freedoms song in a four tire hymn
With friends like these
You don't need to win
No clock to bind
No chain to hold
The mountain whispers
The stories told
Keep moving
Child
Don't stay too long
The open roads are where you belong