Taxis from Watershed by Edgelarks: Phillip Henry and Hannah Martin

Walked past all the taxis, waiting at the station
Said goodbye to the safe job, to the house I'll never own
Got in your battered car, with no destination
So here's to the journey love, here's to the road

Here's to the road x3

Driving up the m5, with fifty miles before us
Thinking I am made of all the things I've lost and I've found
The cars hum around me, like some dusty chorus
The birds watch us from on high, just hanging around

Hanging around x3

Some towns I forget, some towns I remember,
I look at the map, count the places I've known
Sometimes we're driving, and sometimes we're playing
I'm a friend of the west wind, he carries me home

Carries me home x3

• Folk
• acoustic
• beatbox harmonica
• dobro
• fusion
• singer-songwriter
• United Kingdom