The Latter Teens Songtext
von Vansire

Out of the highways
That span to the seas
The one that I′d take
Never stops in between
A whole 3000 mile road
With one brief pause in Yellowstone

If the day comes
In which you decide
You wanna waste some
And go for a drive
Well, I'll be ready when you call
For Highway 20 in the fall


We′d be the quintessential leads
Who found love in the latter teens
I guess we'll wait and see

Specific shores wet
The terminus lies
Pacific Northwest
The end of the ride
With rolls of photos to compile
We won't see oceans for a while

From Massachusettes
The lights all went down
Across the US
The cities and towns
The main spots I consider home
The Rust Belt and the driftless zone


The way you thought your life might be
It fell apart in the latter teens
It always gets to me