LYRIC FOR SALE

By Shardar Budd

There’s a faded sign at the edge of town where the highway bends away.
We used to sit there watching headlights drift across the gray.
Talking about the future like the world was waiting wide.
Dreams bigger than the county line stretched out on either side.
Pre-Chorus
Every road was calling louder than the fear inside.
Every mile felt closer to the life we hoped to find.
Chorus
County line goodbye, dust rising behind my wheels.
Every mile gets longer but the memories stay real.
County line goodbye, the sky opening wide.
Part of me keeps moving, part of me stayed behind.
Verse 2
Mama standing on the porch light trying not to cry.
Daddy in the driveway quiet like he knew goodbye.
The radio was playing songs about leaving town.
Funny how the words felt heavier driving out.
Bridge
Every town writes stories in the gravel and the rain.
Every road remembers every driver’s name.
Final Chorus
County line goodbye, dust rising behind my wheels.
Every mile gets longer but the memories stay real.
County line goodbye, no matter where I roam.
Some part of that road will always lead me home.