| Well I became unchained on those late night drives. |
| Following too close behind
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| Smiling through bloodshot eyes. |
| Definition of a reckless youth
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| Those Midwest nights will always show the brightest truth
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| But with no regrets I gave up all I had just to gain wide open oceans from
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| inland lakes
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| Sweet home no matter how far I go. |
| Regardless of the roads that I now travel
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| Brought to life by dust and gravel. |
| Filled my lungs and stood me up
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| Hardened inside by where I was stuck. |
| But a thousand miles and a few degrees
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| have forged true love I could never see
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| And I suppose that I’ll never know what tomorrow means if I let the past go
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| There’s feelings in these moments whether you choose to see them or not
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| And the worn out shoes on my tired feet tell stories of days now lost
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| Gripping to these seconds wish I could save some of these days
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| And I’ll keep them close for when I grow older to avoid mistakes I’ve made
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| But with no regrets I gave up all I had just to gain wide open oceans from
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| inland lakes
|
| Sweet home no matter how far I go. |
| Regardless of the roads that I now travel
|
| Brought to life by dust and gravel. |
| Filled my lungs and stood me up
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| Hardened inside by where I was stuck. |
| But a thousand miles and a few degrees
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| have forged true love I could never see
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| Here I think I’m finally found. |
| I’m weightless and outbound
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| Head up in the clouds, heels dug deep into the ground
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| And I’m gripping to these seconds wish I could save some of these days.
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| And I’ll keep them close for when I grow older to avoid mistakes I’ve made |