picking up sound on the interstate
I am my breath, letting in waves
there will be time when the sleep I'm in
covers me whole, covers me thin

I know I'll wake up old
forgetting which box this is in
how I will keep you
just how I left you

our daughter once told me I know a lot
now I'm strutting off with more than I've got
a hitchhiker told me I don't talk a lot
it made me feel fine, made me quiet

if you'd of said it right
instead of painting words white
how I will keep you
just how I left you

come on, say it right