bryan john appleby – highway 1am lyrics
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dark fog, a lonely rag
wrapped up around the house
my car is parked and running
beer rolling down my mouth
then i see him
he should be sleeping
not staring at his old man on the stoop
snap my fingers
make him scatter back to bed
crack another can
and lace my boots
think to myself
kid if you were me
then you would too
wind along down highway 1
blind in the ghosted dawn
blending the lines
barreling through the fog
red trees are calling for my car
what am i doing?
little white crosses line the road
right before i p-ss out
i see you sleeping in your room
rub my eyes and walk for miles
back to you
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