This Dream Road
We’ve been walkin’ this road for a couple hours now. Talking about our good old days and when they’re going to come. We know this place like the back of a hand with a thumbs up every other day. And you said I’m getting out of here soon, and you’re coming with me. I asked you where we’re going, you said somewhere near reality. And I agree, it’s not the smoke that’s getting to me. It’s you. You lead the way and we’ll make it by Tuesday. Evenings will never end, and days will always be so great. There’s nothing about it we could hate. Let’s keep the miles coming. Let’s keep winding down this highway that jut keeps getting smoother. It keeps getting wider. They’ve made our own personal passing lane. I hold my hat so it can stay for the whole ride, or else it will steal my dream of flight. 1, 2, 3, 85 times we have never thought twice. This window seat shows everything we’ve been missing. And then I woke up.