[Verse 1]
The map on the dashboard is torn at the edge
I promised myself when I crossed over the bridge
I wouldn't look back at the dust in the rearview
Or think about all of the lies that I near knew
The gas station coffee is bitter and cheap
And I’m driving past towns where the people still sleep
With forty-eight dollars and half of a tank
I’m cutting the ties to the chain and the crank
[Chorus]
And nobody’s coming to carry me home
The sky is a heavy and unforgiving dome
But I’d rather be freezing and out on my own
Than wasting away on a dead-end street
Hoping for something I'm never gonna meet
[Verse 2]
The radio's playing an old gospel song
About mercy and judgment and righting the wrong
But the preacher on Sunday had nothing to say
To a person who watches their life slip away
So I left the keys right on the counter last night
Didn't write down a note, didn't turn off the light
They’ll figure it out when the morning comes round
That I’m finally gone from this suffocating town
[Chorus]
And nobody’s coming to carry me home
The sky is a heavy and unforgiving dome
But I’d rather be freezing and out on my own
Than wasting away on a dead-end street
Hoping for something I'm never gonna meet
[Bridge]
It takes a whole lot of miles to forget what you heard
When every promise was just an empty word
The pavement is rough and the engine is loud
But it beats the silence of a judgmental crowd
[Guitar Solo]
(A lonely, soulful acoustic and pedal steel duet)
[Chorus]
And nobody’s coming to carry me home
The sky is a heavy and unforgiving dome
But I’d rather be freezing and out on my own
Than wasting away on a dead-end street
Hoping for something I'm never gonna meet
[Outro]
The state line passes without any sign
No grand announcement, just a change in the line
My hands aren't shaking
The rearview is blind
Rituendon
