Lyrics
We left the house around quarter of eight
We departed from home at approximately 7:45.
I don't recall them calling for rain
I don't remember a weather forecast predicting rain.
Crooked line after crooked line
The journey involves a series of twists and turns.
And hidden drives with stolen street signs
There are hidden paths with stolen street signs.
We'll get there when we get there
We will reach our destination in our own time.
So call out shotgun
Claim the front seat by calling "shotgun."
Every time I take this road it brings me back to the time
This road triggers memories of past times.
When we were lost and we would take any back road we could find
We used to be lost and explore any back road available.
You always had my back no matter how far I'd run
You supported me no matter how far I ran.
But we'll get there when we get there so call out shotgun
We'll reach our destination eventually, so claim the front seat.
You're the ghost in my front seat
You, the supportive presence, are like a ghost in the front seat.
Co-pilot direct me
Guide and direct me as a co-pilot.
Cause this air is cold and my arms are weak
The air is cold, and I feel vulnerable.
These leaky breaks are bound to fail
The brakes are unreliable and likely to fail.
So bucket tight
Hold on tight because we're in for a challenging ride.
Cause we're in for a ride
We'll reach our destination in our own time.
We'll get there when we get there
Claim the front seat and be ready.
So call out shotgun
This road triggers memories of past times.
Every time I take this road it brings me back to the time
We used to be lost and explore any back road available.
When we were lost and we would Take every back road we could find
You supported me no matter how far I ran.
You always had my back no matter How far I'd run
We'll reach our destination eventually, so claim the front seat.
But we'll get there when we get there So call out shotgun
Every oncoming car has a message.
Every oncoming car
The concrete is cold, indicating a harsh reality.
(This concrete's so cold)
Your message is revealed with each oncoming car.
Reveals the message that you left
If it guides me back home, I'm willing to face the challenges.
(But if it takes me back home)
In the morning haze on the windshield, the message is clear.
In the haze in morning on my front windshield
The message: "You are loved; get home safe."
"You are loved, get home safe"
I am prepared to go.
(I'm ready to go)
We used to be lost and explore any back road available.
Every time I take this road it brings me back to the time
You supported me no matter how far I ran.
When we were lost and we would Take every back road we could find
We'll reach our destination eventually, so claim the front seat.
You always had my back no matter How far I'd run
This road triggers memories of past times.
But we'll get there when we get there So call out shotgun
We used to be lost and explore any back road available.
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