Gonna settle down slowly
Night fall's rowdy in the air
Haven't seen enough sunrises
Don't have time to forget
Raise a glass to each moment
In a race against time
Where you bargain with the darkness
In the back of your mind
Shouldn't be waiting for a clear sign to make a move
While these bourbon bottles mark the moments that we move
Holding fast against the days
Like photographs that steal the words away...
Way down gravel back roads
Where we turn just to leave
We can wrestle with our worries
And reach for something to relieve
Out on the edge of November
On the a verge of a storm
When the radio and radiator still keepin you warm
Shouldn't be waiting for a clear sign to make a move
While these bourbon bottles mark the moments that we move
Holding fast against the days
Like photographs that steal the words away...
Here come in our troubles
Across these five interstates
Through shady back room dealings
With no fear to test our fate
Shouldn't be waiting for a clear sign to make a move
While these bourbon bottles mark the moments that we move
Holding fast against the days
Like photographs that steal the words away...
Like photographs that steal the words away