William Tyler Sowers - Ride These Roads

The clock is broke on the radio
All my friends insist it's a simple fix
She's headed back from across the road
Someone left a crack in the window

Maybe I could find some strength
A pretty line to say, from yesterday
A soothing word to still my sorrow
A path to follow, if she'll listen tomorrow

Even though, we both know
And coming back, feeling that
No, you can't go home again
With the muddy clothes on, your room's not frozen

I used to ride these roads with way less responsibility

I still don't see what you meant to me
We both remember riding these roads at fifteen
And coming back, feeling that, like the place was too small to see
We were sixteen

Holed up, in our minds we find
Old love, returns in time
They all knew but couldn't say
We wouldn't have believed it anyway

Even though, we both know
And coming back, feeling that
No, you can't go home again
With the muddy clothes on, your room's not frozen

I used to ride these roads with way less responsibility

No, you ain't that kind
If you want to win, can't lose the time
Made to blame, to escape
Can't feel free, if you still see those chains
Oh, those chains

You need to go, we both know
It never lasts, feeling that
No you can't come back again
But you could send someone, through the red, setting sun

I used to ride these roads with way less responsibility
I used to ride these roads with way less responsibility

Written by:
William Sowers

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