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