[ Featuring Friends ]
When the rubber
Hit the road
Couple thousand miles
Middle child, slowly finding out all the things that he doesn't know
Twenty something
Or old and gray
In a way we're all just kids headed off to college
Drowning just to make a wave
Someday
The gold will turn to gray
And every domino along the road was proof that we regrow
Someday
When your waist line
Starts to grow
Think I lost myself
On the shoreline of Monterrey
In the twilight
On the golden coast
Its getting hard to dream when we sleep through another earthquake
Living's just the price we pay
Someday
The gold will turn to gray
And every domino along the road was proof that we regrow
Scars fade
The deepest cuts will close
Every scrape and scab we used to have is proof that we regrow
Someday
I was just the boy with the poise of a midwest king
My roots grow underneath
I am still a child with my eyes glued to the sky
My roots go on for miles
I am still a kid with my fist planted in the ground
My roots go down down down
You can't dig 'em up
You can't dig 'em up
You can't dig my roots up
You can't dig 'em up
You can't dig 'em up
You can't dig my roots up
Someday
The gold will turn to gray
And every domino along the road was proof that we regrow
Scars fade
The deepest cuts will close
Every scrape and scab we used to have is proof that we regrow
Someday
Someday
Someday
Someday
Someday
