(100graham)
Your body's ridges and valleys
The mountain air in my lungs
We found the edge of the county
I found a way to your love
It's like my head's got a bounty
It's like we've been on the run
Ain't it ironic how we're getting older
But the night's still young
Riding 'round in that old truck but the night's still young
I'm a little stuck in my old ways but the night's still young
Tryna impress your old man but the night's still young
Yeah, sure enough the night's still young
You're an old soul and I'm old-fashioned
Got no words, there's no caption
Just throw the things away
The same old turns had no traction
That burnt rubber, them speakers blasting
Don't worry about it, it's gonna work out either way
But isn't it a beautiful thing when you take the reins
I wish they could see things, the way we see things
Little money, little fame, it could kill a good day
But I knew we'd find a way if I followed, so I followed you
Your body's ridges and valleys
The mountain air in my lungs
We found the edge of the county
I found a way to your love
It's like my head's got a bounty
It's like we've been on the run
Ain't it ironic how we're getting older
But the night's still young
Riding 'round in that old truck but the night's still young
I'm a little stuck in my old ways but the night's still young
Tryna impress your old man but the night's still young
Yeah, sure enough the night's still young
