Slurring the Rhythms

Here were cameras brought for pictures to hold All the small details, we left them all behind, we left them all behind There was a place for, there was a time for We arrive to leave again There was a point in a keepsake when you run from collections I know one day there will be a book or a song line to remind me How much it meant to me, hungry exhausted and alone Direction is a point, direction is a purpose Destination is a reason to live out this heart beat [Chorus] Whaoh oh oh oh oh Whaoh oh oh oh oh Whaoh oh oh Whaoh oh oh Whaoh oh oh oh oh Whaoh oh oh oh oh Whaoh whaoh whaoh This could be any day This could be any year This could be any stage This could be any city All that matters is were moving on The roadside grave yards pass We escape we escape we escape we escape repeating And this construction of a nation Building up destruction of a nation Tearing down to build again oh oh Trailer tail lights like the ghosts of the last To escape those pasts en route to arrival [Outro] We're never going home Whaoh whaoh whaoh whaoh