[Verse 1]
Two-lane tape on a Monday drive
Green sign towns that you just blow by
Half-warm coffee on the dash between us
Static rings
Then your voice cuts in
You said
"I’m stuck in this nowhere place"
I laughed
"I’m lost in the very same state"
You said
"They just call us empty space"
But you’re the only thing filling my brain
[Chorus]
We’re flyover radio
Singing from the middle
Heartland halo
Burning like a little
Runaway spark in a wide open sky
They can keep their coastlines
Highrise view
I got cracked-up leather and a bench seat you
If they’re looking down
Let ’em pass us by
We’re the ones they fly over
But we’re living so high
[Verse 2]
Grain dust clouds on a silver hood
Friday lights paint the water and wood
You kick boots up on the cracked windshield
Say
"Tell me again how this ain’t real"
You draw maps on my faded jeans
All the big red X’s where we’ve never been
Then circle back to this dead-end town
Say
"Feels like the center to me somehow"
[Chorus]
We’re flyover radio
Singing from the middle
Heartland halo
Burning like a little
Runaway spark in a wide open sky
They can keep their coastlines
Highrise view
I got cracked-up leather and a bench seat you
If they’re looking down
Let ’em pass us by
We’re the ones they fly over
But we’re living so high
[Bridge]
Let ’em say we’re nowhere
We’ll make it our name
Kissing in a cornfield
Laughing in the rain (oh)
Every mile marker
Feels like a flame
Lighting up the letters
On your last name
[Chorus]
We’re flyover radio
Singing from the middle
Heartland halo
Burning like a little
Runaway spark in a wide open sky
They can keep their coastlines
Highrise view
I got cracked-up leather and a bench seat you
If they’re looking down
Let ’em pass us by
We’re the ones they fly over
But we’re living so high
Yeah we’re the ones they fly over
And we’re living so high