Song Description

"A road song in the best sense of the word." Pedal steel and harmonies bring this song to life in a big way as the miles go by and the hope that a turnaround to the last exit can bring a spark back to an ending relationship.

Lyrics

The window?s just rows and rows of forgotten fields
Blurring away as you lean on the gas
If I?d had the words then we would be singing now
But don?t say tonight?s show is our last

Slow this old car down, something just came to me
In the hum of the motor
I know I know this town we?re coming upon
You?ve talked of moving on over

CHORUS:
So if that last exit was our final go-around
Could you turn around and get back
And pull me into that exit again
Pull me into that exit again

Broken combine stranded alone out here
Or maybe it died right where it belongs
I keep seeing our lives inside machinery
That but for some rusting is perfectly strong

Wait we?re out of tune, I meant that?s all it is
When I said you?ll find your rhythm soon
Five miles back
And I want it back, and I don?t want anything more than that

CHORUS

We?ve run the miles down
But we can?t outrun the sound of you playing with me
With a drunken crowd in near
Growing silent to hear our songs
Now to hear there?s no songs? Well...

Get this thing to stop, we?re overloaded now
We?ve got to go back and take stock
Of who we are, and just how far we?ve come
How it isn?t nearly far enough