Through the gaps in the the headlights
Focus though the blue
Oh the dash and it's design
Hides the missing truth
Drive all night
Lock the door
Trace the map
Hit the north
And with no warning we'll come tumbling through
Hit the gas at the state line
Pressed to the glass
In the flash of the streetlights
Glance a different view
Talk all night
Lock the door
Trace the map
Hit the north
And with no warning we'll come tumbling through
Ask no questions at this altitude
In the early morning we'll come stumbling through
Oh this altitude
You gasp and you can't hide
In the fading view
And the hat of this disguise
Spies a missing youth
Talk all night
Lock the door
Trace the map
Hit the north
And with no warning we'll come tumbling through
Ask no questions at this altitude
In the early morning we'll come stumbling through
Oh this altitude