Interpret:

Luke Conard

Album:

Erase This [Deluxe Edition]

we booked our tickets in pen names
always enjoyed those rebellious games
skipping school, skipping steps and
not skipping cracks in the street


our bags were packed in tight
something for the ride, something for the night
passing glances, passing towns and
not passing up the chance to meet


strangers all the same
only changing up their name


home was found in each other’s hands
when different paths didn’t mean
different plans
no return trip after today
just freewheel blood pumping through
my little runaway


we marked our miles in notebooks
laughed at the old guys givin’ us dirty looks
turning heads, turning pages and
not turning down the chance to meet


strangers all the same
only changing up their name


home was found in each other’s hands
when different paths didn’t mean
different plans
no return trip after today
just freewheel blood pumping through
my little runaway