Wake up and go on a windy road.    City limits lights will slowly go away.    As the seasons change the people rearrange    In your head.    The further I get,    I still can’t understand.    I don’t want to grow up.   I away.    Have patience now and we can’t slow down    Like the day they saved it’s on.   Is there something?    Goodbye.   I only hope I don’t say    Goodbye.   Will you keep these memories down,    I'm trying to sleep.   Cross the county line...   Bicho’s smoking kine...   15 hours away.   7 states to go...   No one’s at the show...   How long until our day?