These dry bushes dance to the roar of the interstate
Just across the window, right behind my face
I see the way the power lines
Cut through the hills
Connecting them to the rest of us
The land is scarred
I love the scars, I've got them too
We all do
Yeah, we all do
The window's cracked ahead of me
I love the view
I know you wouldn't care so much
For something like this
The road's gone quiet
I hear the crows sing their little songs to themselves
We're not so alone, why was I so scared?
The land is scarred
I love the scars, I've got them too
We all do
Yeah, we all do
Yeah we all do