Jared Jenkins
A, B, E
Driving all night from your district to mine
Your song is on the radio, the music is fine
Long road to the sea and whiskey is dry
We haven't spoken for hours with no need to ask why
It's crazy how the wheels turn different for you
Might have been hazy but the clear sky is coming for you
Is coming for you
I didn't start this journey with the end in mind
But don't waste up all that's ticking to be left behind