Lirik Lagu The Latter Teens - Vansire

Bola.com, Jakarta - Out of the highways

That span to the seas

The one that I'd take

Never stops in-between

A whole three thousand mile road

With one brief pause in Yellowstone

If the day comes

In which you decide

You want to waste some

And go for a drive

Well I'll be ready when you call

For Highway 20 in the fall

We'd be the quintessential leads

Who found love in the latter teens

I guess we'll wait and see

Specific shores wet

The terminus lies

Pacific Northwest

The end of the ride

With rolls of photos to compile

We won't see oceans for awhile

From Massachusetts

The lights all went down

Across the US

In its 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