Driving with my eyes closed tonight.
Lights off on an icy road.
Not a bit of fear
In my voice
So turn the lghts down low.
We shine for miles.
Taking all the right turns.
And we're never coming back
Because we have to stay on track.
Stay on track.
Living like this isn't safe
But it's all we know.
Voices whisper in the wind
Like thoughts we never said.
Georgia is calling me back home
But playing my guitar
Is the only thing I know.
Driving from state to state.
Our eyes glued to the pavement.
Maybe for a second.
Maybe for a second.
All I know is moments like this end
And never happen again.
Again.
Living like this isn't safe
But it's all we know.
Voices whisper in the wind
Like thoughts we never said.
Georgia is calling me back home
But playing my guitar
Is the only thing I know.
Living like this isn't safe
But it's all we know.
It's all you know.
It's all I know.
It's all we both know.
We both know.
Guitar/drum duo King Brown crank out anthemic sludge rock with a devious attitude, building up beefy hooks just to torch them with a sneer. Bandcamp New & Notable May 26, 2021