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Backroad Memories 1 by marni

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Backroad Memories 1

Country

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Backroad memories, fold like wounded in jeans, Your fingers pressed warm on the curve of my hand.
Your fingers pressed warm on the curve of my hand.
The radio hummed low, a gravel-strewn tune, And that old Chevy whispered secrets with a laugh.
We didn't need the words, just the hum of the night, Where the moon hung crooked.
Like a borrowed crown, every cracked windshield Framed our reckless youth.
And the miles drifted slow, like leaves tumbling down.
Under that weather porch swing, quiet sighs held tight, Secrets spilt soft like dew in the morning light.
Backroad memories, they call me home again, Like wild jasmine's breath after the summer rain.
No city clatter, no flashing signs above, Just stars who know the shape of our love.
Backroad memories, fading slow and bright, Carved deep where dusty wheels met the night.
Keep rolling in me, past fences and time, Backroad memories, yours and mine.
Your laugh cracked open like a jar of cheap wine, Filling the hush between those southern pines.
We etched our names on a twisted old oak, With a creepish sharp when the water spoke.
The horizon stretched soft, with smoke stacked so far.
But our world was small and lit by a distant star.
Every cracked detail, every fade it's got, Keeps the story alive no matter how far.
A porch chair creeped under a cyclone deep, As night stitched us close, secrets ours to keep.
Backroad memories, they call me home again, Like wild jasmine's breath after the summer rain.
No city clatter, no flashing signs above, Just stars who know the shape of our love.
Backroad memories, fading slow and bright, Carved deep where dusty wheels met the night.
Keep rolling in me, past fences and time, Backroad memories, yours and mine.
Yours and mine.
The sea stands still, roots tangled in the past, Moments like ripples I refuse to cast.
Soft as warm boots, stepping over gravel and stone, Backroad memories are just miles gone.
They're home, they're home.
Backroad memories, they call me home again.
Backroad memories, they call me home again.
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