Exits in the Fog .

Exits in the Fog

(Verse 1)

The blue light fades, the bedroom's turning gray

Another Saturday I let just slip away

I scroll through photos from a different spring

And wonder why I hang onto a broken thing

The world outside is moving fast and loud

While I'm just hiding in a digital cloud.

(Verse 2)

The text is drafted but I hit delete

Just like the promises we couldn’t keep

A hundred voices in an online crowd

But your silence is what sounds too loud

I put my headphones on to drown the noise

And try to find the rhythm of my own voice.

(Chorus)

But there are echoes in the dashboard light

A ghost that sits beside me through the night

You’re in the static of the radio

And in the exits where I didn’t go

It’s four long minutes till the highway clears

But I’ve been running from your name for years.

(Verse 3)

I step outside, the morning air is cold

Tearing down the stories that I always told

Myself about how I could never mend

Or how a setback has to be the end

The concrete's damp beneath my running shoes

I’m tired of waking up with things to lose.

(Verse 4)

The city’s waking up in gold and green

A million colors that I haven't seen

In all the months I spent inside my head

Living off the words that you never said

I take a breath and feel the pavement shake

This is the moment that I choose to wake.

(Chorus)

'Cause there are echoes in the dashboard light

But I am driving through the fog tonight

I'm turning off the static radio

And finding exits where I want to go

It took four minutes for the sky to clear

And I am finally letting go of fear.

(Bridge)

(The beat drops out, leaving a swelling synth pad and a driving, heartbeat-like drum pulse)

And oh, the hardest part of moving on

Is standing in the driveway when the ghost is gone

But there's a sunrise hitting my windshield now

I'm moving forward and I feel it somehow

I'm breathing in.

I'm breathing out.

I'm stepping out of the doubt.

(Outro)

(The music builds into an upbeat, euphoric, and motivated acoustic-pop rhythm)

The dashboard light is bright and clean...

No longer tracing shadows on a screen...

The highway's wide open ahead...

I'm remembering what I want instead...

The fog clears out.

Yeah, the fog clears out.

(Final crisp acoustic guitar strum)