Rand McNally (Acoustic)

[Verse 1]

A Rand McNally atlas, cheap coffee stained

Now, I wouldn't know how to use one with my life at stake

You were waiting on a payphone at a truck stop in Houston

Trying to call your mother, 'cause she's a worrier

The handful of twenties in your overcoat

Always rolled into a pillow on some stranger's floor

And you tell these stories with happy endings

Only when interrupted before they're over

[Chorus]

But I won't let the light fade

I won't let the light fade

Chasing these roads into dawns

I won't let the light fade

I won't let the light fade

Falling asleep in their arms

[Verse 2]

It seemed these highways were never-ending

Circling odds and evens, the numbers ascending

And searching through static on the Wyoming plains

We danced to both kinds of music, as the old joke claims

And I wanted for nothing, I couldn't rent

We lived on whiskey and Twizzlers, and youth's discontent

With this Rand McNally atlas, dog-eared and frayed

Like Old Testament verses that don't make sense in this decade

[Chorus]

Don't let the light fade

I won't let the light fade

Chasing these roads into dawns

I won't let the light fade

I won't let the light fade

Falling asleep in their arms

I won't let the light fade

I won't let the light fade

Chasing these roads into dawns

[Bridge]

And I'm holding on

Holding on

[Outro]

I won't let the light fade

I won't let the light fade

I won't let the light fade

I won't let the light fade