[Intro]
Guitar lick (four bars) — low, rolling; asphalt humming under our tires.
Radio breathes a faded hymn, vinyl maps and coffee-stained receipts.
[Verse 1]
Engine's humming, dawn's first light,
Leather seat warm, the world unframed.
Neon diner at mile marker 142,
Syrupy coffee, sugar-cut names.
Wind like tape on an open reel,
Windows down, the map's a fold of creased truth.
[Pre-Chorus]
Hands on the wheel, horizon leans in,
Eyes on the line where the skyline begins.
Turn the dial, let the static belong —
Every small sound makes our road-song long.
[Chorus]
Endless horizon, chasing the sun,
Each new mile, a rising sun.
Laughter spills like gasoline,
But I’m really running toward someone.
Endless highways, two souls spun,
Each new mile, a rising sun.
Laughter spills like gasoline —
But I’m really running toward someone.
[Verse 2]
Clouds gather like letters we never sent,
A busted taillight, a town called Resident.
You hum a tune that breaks the night,
We take the turn though the sky looks tight.
A memory knocks — your coat at the door,
We drove through lightning and asked for more.
Decision tastes like salt and rain;
We keep the pedal down through memory's pain.
[Pre-Chorus]
Hands on the wheel, horizon leans in,
Your bio laugh, my boxed-up sins.
Turn the dial, let the chorus belong —
We match each beat, we make it strong.
[Chorus]
Endless horizon, chasing the sun,
Each new mile, a rising sun.
Laughter spills like gasoline,
But I’m really running toward someone.
Endless highways, two souls spun,
Each new mile, a rising sun.
Laughter spills like gasoline —
But I’m really running toward someone.
[Bridge]
When the map runs out, will we keep on?
When the radio dies, will the vow stay strong?
Will the roadside ghosts clap their hands and smile,
Or will we fold the map and stay awhile?
Raise it up — key change, harmonies climb:
We stake our claim across roadside time.
[Acoustic Breakdown]
(Soft) Vinyl maps and the coffee stains,
(Soft) Mile marker neon, the midnight trains.
(Soft) Your whisper says what the highway knows:
If we keep going, something grows.
[Final Chorus — Big, with ad-libs]
Endless horizon, chasing the sun — (chase it now)
Each new mile, a rising sun — (each new mile)
Laughter spills like gasoline — (like gasoline)
But I’m really running toward someone — (toward someone)
Endless highways, two souls spun — (two souls)
Each new mile, a rising sun — (rising sun)
Laughter spills like gasoline — (let it fly)
But I’m really running toward someone — (I’m running)
[Outro]
Guitar lick returns, then softens: an acoustic thread.
Neon fades to amber; the highway hums ahead.
A long exhale, the engine and the open thumb —
We trade the map for the next small town, and go on.
[Production Notes — for reference]
- Intro lick: four-bar electric guitar riff (delta twang) to hook.
- Dynamic plan: Verse 1 intimate, Pre-Chorus lift, Chorus big and anthemic.
- Bridge should modulate up a half-step for lift and harmonies.
- Acoustic Breakdown: drop
