Alabama, on the side of highway 10.
There are things that brought us here that'll never be the same again.
There was a question I was given: what am I doing right now?
I found the answer cramped in the back of a van with four of the best friends that you could ever have.
There's no goin' back to the lives they wanted us to live.
Here all night, it's our time to live.
Our lives flashing before our lives, 2500 miles from the home I was raised in.
When I get back, it won't be the same.
We'll always have the memories of the youth we did our best to seize.
We tuned in, turned on, and dropped the fuck out.
Now there's only one truth I can believe: the truth is only what we let ourselves see.
There is a clarity I seek. I think I found it in this back seat.
No goin' back from this back seat.