Lyrics: Kit Wyn
Music: Kit Wyn
Producer：Kit Wyn
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Found your picture in the visor
Sun faded
Bent at the edge
You were leaning on that rusted Chevy
Bare feet
Grass on the ledge
Gravel spit from under my tires
Same road
Thirty years gone
Mailbox leans like it is tired of standing
But it is still hanging on
These backroads between us
Ain it as long as they were
I keep driving through the dust
Chasing versions of her
Every fence post
Every turn
Holds a piece of what I knew
These backroads between us
Still lead me back to you
Passed the diner where your mama waited
Coffee pots and county news
They paved the lot
But I still see her
Wiping down them corner booths
I have got creases on my knuckles now
Where we used to wear our pride
Thought I would outrun all my younger ghosts
They are just riding beside
These backroads between us
Ain it as long as they were
I keep driving through the dust
Chasing versions of her
Every fence post
Every turn
Holds a piece of what I knew
These backroads between us
Still lead me back to you
I do not want the years back
I just want the truth
What we carried on our shoulders
What we buried in our youth
If every mile is a question
Every windmill is a sign
Maybe growing up was always
Just learning how to drive
These backroads between us
Ain it as long as they were
I keep driving through the dust
Chasing versions of her
Every fence post
Every turn
Holds a piece of what I knew
These backroads between us
Still lead me back to you