Edge of Town

[Verse 1]
Rust on the mailbox
Dust on the sign
Same three trucks
In the same gravel line
You said
"This place
Never changes at all"
But your hand in mine
Felt like wrecking a wall
[Chorus]
Meet me on the edge of town
Where the blacktop breaks to brown
Where we talk like we’re not stuck here
Shouting dreams over cheap warm beer
If we ever figure this life thing out
We’ll start from the edge of town
From the edge of town
[Verse 2]
Bonfire smoke
In your thrift-store coat
You drew maps
On my t-shirt throat
Said
"Pick a road
I’ll follow your lead"
Every dead-end field
Looked like what we’d need
[Chorus]
Meet me on the edge of town
Where the blacktop breaks to brown
Where we talk like we’re not stuck here
Shouting dreams over cheap warm beer
If we ever figure this life thing out
We’ll start from the edge of town
From the edge of town
[Bridge]
One red light
Stuck on yellow
You laughed
"Guess it’s telling us go" (hey!)
If all we own fits in this old car
Then all we need is the open dark
[Chorus]
So meet me on the edge of town
Where the blacktop breaks to brown
Where our names sound bigger out here
Singing loud till the doubt disappears
If we ever figure this life thing out
We’ll start from the edge of town
Yeah
We’ll start from the edge of town (oh yeah)

rock, Anthemic late-90s alt-country with male vocals over chunky electric guitars and subtle 808 thump; tight, rhythmic verses ride a mid-tempo groove, chorus explodes with big stacked harmonies and ringing chords, bridge drops to half-time with a singalong gang vocal feel before a final, soaring hook., male vocals, electric, country rock, country, alternative country, pop, rhythmic