Driving Home
- FormatWAV
- Bit Rate16
- Sample Rate44.1khz
My eyes keep on falling low
Wandering these same ole' roads
Lost before I'm old.
No lie, wishing I would die
Maybe, find some open skies
Some ways to feel alive.
But, my feet keep on dragging me
Somewhere I don't want to be
But I need.
In all these words I can't deny the love inside
Or, ways that we'll arrive on time
So, I sit and wonder, "what could be the truth inside these feelings?"
Now, time rolls on, even though it all's been so long
Since I could go back home
Preacher try and comfort me
Saying all these things believed
Mean anything to me.
So, I start to tell you why
Nothing matters in my eyes
Then I find.
In all these words I can't deny the love inside
Or, ways that we'll arrive on time
So, I sit and wonder, "what could be the truth inside these feelings?"
Now, time rolls on, even though it all's been so long
Since I could go back home
Erik Yager: Lyrics, Vocals, Guitars, Bass
Joshua Ihler: Drums