Lyrics The Latter Teens - Farmers Market Version - Vansire

Out of the highways
That spans to the seas
The one that I take
Never stops in between
A whole 3000 mile road
With one brief pause in Yellowstone
If the day comes
In which you decide
You wanna waste some
And go for a drive
Well, I′ll be ready when you call
For Highway 20 in the fall
We'll be the quintessential leads
Who found love in the latter teens
I guess we′ll wait and see
Specific shores where
The terminus lies
Pacific Northwest
The end of the ride
With rolls of photos to compile
We won't see oceans for a while
From Massachusettes
The lights all went down
Across the US
The cities and towns
The main spots I consider home
The Rust Belt and the driftless zone
The way you thought your life might be
It fell apart in the latter teens
It always gets to me