Scott Helman
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We know well there\’s a place that\’s meant for us
There\’s an etch in the door where she grew up
And I know it\’s a risk, that silver dream
But it\’s pulling on us like a string on a seam
Mum\’s on the porch and she\’s waving
Dad\’s by her side, holding her hand tight
I\’m in the driver\’s seat, I say, \”You alright?\”
She grabs my hand and we drive
And we drive
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Skip me like a stone, show me where we\’re going
\’Cause I know not knowing is the way we want it
Don\’t look back \’cause we\’re driving on a fault line
Me and you, yeah, we know it\’s time that
We make love with the world that\’s out of place
Twisted trees on a cold Cali highway
Bottle shop in the shadow of the Fenway
Bad on time, but we\’ll never be late, yeah
Mum\’s on the porch and she\’s waving
Dad\’s by her side, holding her hand tight
I\’m in the driver\’s seat, I say, \”You alright?\”
She grabs my hand and we drive
Mum\’s on the porch and she\’s waving
Dad\’s by her side, holding her hand tight
I\’m in the driver\’s seat, I say, \”You alright?\”
She grabs my hand and we drive