[ Featuring Emily Hines ]
Sprinkled sun
Hollow hum
Ticking thumb
Missing someone
Turning trees
Scratched CD
Wrinkled heat
Fading green
There's always another road
You've never seen before
Someone else calls it home
They know every turn and fork
Dust billows
Crop cut close
Buzzed to the bone
A quiet groan
Motorbike
Red hot high
Campaign signs
Passing on the right
I'm driving home slow
Wasting my life purposely
There's too much I don't know
Too much that I believe fervently
There's always another road
You've never seen before
Someone else calls it home
And they know every turn and fork
