Somewhere Over the paint rainbow

Old shoes

Kicking at the curb-side chalk

Faded blue

On the hood of your dad’s red truck

We traced clouds

On a wrinkled paper map

You said “one day

We’re never coming back”

Over the painted rainbow

Past every small town sign

Chasing the bend in the daylight

Leaving our names behind

Over the painted rainbow

Windows down

Hearts loud

If we crash into tomorrow

We’ll turn the wreck into a crowd

Gas gauge

Leaning on that empty line

Mixtape

Clicking but it still plays fine

Your hair

Tangled in the summer rush

You laughed

“Tell me

Is this growing up?”

Yeah we had

Pocket change and crooked teeth

Bad plans

Written on the backseat seams

If all we own

Is this front row sky

Then sing that line

Until the colors dry