Ava-Claire - Dear 65 Lyrics

Dear 65

I can hear your big trucks whine

Freeway through the heartbeat of a cold Southeastern sky

I know you're carrying

The weight of a heavy load

Way more than a road, you're my way back home



Dear 65

You're a free fluorescent fire

A catalyst of ignorance about every quarter mile

I pray you're holding up

Even when you're down and broke

Way more than a road you're my way back home



For whenever my rock runs outta roll

For whenever my spirit runs outta soul

For whenever I'm feeling I got nowhere to go

Way more than a road you're my way back home(x2)



Dear 65

Something bout when it rains

Takes me back to the younger me

Cheek-pressed window pane

It takes a driver's seat to realize you're getting old

Way more than a road you're my way back home



For whenever my rock runs outta roll

For whenever my spirit runs outta soul

For whenever I'm feeling I got nowhere to go

Way more than a road you're my way back home(x2)



I know you've seen your share of miles

You know every country song on the Radio dials



For whenever my rock runs outta roll

For whenever my spirit runs outta soul

For whenever I'm feeling I got nowhere to go

Way more than a road you're my way back home(x2)