Album: Take Us to the Start

This isn't the end,
We're just getting started
The road stretches on, and on, and on,
We're moving again
Sun on our skin,
And cracks in the pavement
We'll aim for a place we've never been,
It's all what we make it, whoa oh

All I am is just a traveler,
With dirt on my hands
All I have is dust in my pockets,
And you in the end,
In the end

Summer to fall,
We're wrapped up in blankets
We're wrapped up in everything we fear,
It's all what we make it, whoa

All I am is just a traveler,
With dirt on my hands
All I have is dust in my pockets,
And you in the end

Sometimes it feels like we're never gonna make it out alive
When nightmares' close us in
Heartbeat, take me, away from all the troubles that I see,
Oh, it's all what we make it,
It's all what we make it, whoa oh

All I am is just a traveler,
With dirt on my hands
All I have is dust in my pockets,
And you in the end

Oh, all I am is just a traveler,
With dirt on my hands
And all I have is dust in my pockets,
And you in the end,
Dust in my pockets,
And you in the end,
In the end

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