Broken highway afternoons
We've got to get on the road by ten
Cause some things just have to pa**
But don't cross out
Your calender year just yet
And all we can do to pa** the time
Is practice out our wonderful lines
To make sure we do this
Natural friend thing right
And some things you just can't pick
And could you ever suspect
That a pa**ion could wear so thin
If I hear one more person put a friend down today
Does it mean we have
To make excuses for what they can't say
There's something stirring in these hands
I've got a patch of cool gra** for my t-shirt tan
And sunburnt skin on blistered lips
Does it mean we can't touch
And that it hurts to kiss away
Another beer -stained town
Can't we turn around
Because I'm sick
Because I'm sick of slowing down
And all we can do to pa** the time
Is practice out our wonderful lines
To make sure we do this
Natural friend thing right
I swear I saw the sun
Fall down behind these pink fields
Just about an hour ago
But here we are still rolling on
Never knew we could get so far
Going so damn slow