DRIVE by Emily Haavik & the 35s

DRIVE

I picked up grace in Carolina
You could have found some if you’d tried it
Raced like thunder through Kentucky
Man you should have seen the dustup

I left your careless words in Tennessee
Shed your shame in Mississippi
Something must have slipped the windows
I picked up speed all through Missouri

I heard them say that girl she’d never get away

How about now?

I shook off restlessness and wanting
Somewhere in those rolling Black Hills
Between the Badlands and the oil towns
I lost your tailgate haunting

When I made it to the PCT
It’s like the water filled me
For a moment all the emptiness
It couldn’t even touch me

I know your mama said she won’t make it a day

How about now?

I saw a sunrise on the highway
On the Humboldt County line
I met a waitress with a longing
Thought it kinda looked like mine
She said "What’s it feel like in that drivers seat?"
I said "It’s weightless"

How bout now baby?
How bout now baby?
You ain’t never let me
Never let me drive

And now I know why

It’s 'cause it’s weightless
It's 'cause it’s mine

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