[Intro] [Heavily distorted bass riff] [Aggressive cowbell starts the beat] [Hammond B3 organ swirl] [Verse 1: The 60s] Skinned knees and two wheels of chrome Pedaling hard 'til the night brought us home I rode hard just to stay at your heels Chasing that freedom only kids feel I’d shout at you, trying to keep pace: "Slow down, brother, this ain't a race!" [Chorus] [Full band explosion] Whoa, better hold up! You’re getting ahead of me! Don’t go running where I can’t see There’s a lot of highway, a whole lot of sky We’re in this together, brother don’t fly Better hold up! Don’t you get ahead of me! [Verse 2: The Army] The letter came early, your number, up The draft board fillin' a bitter cup I couldn't let you go alone Survived that jungle, that heat and that rain 'Til finally we caught a homeward train We got drunk and you traded in your boots You took your sweetheart, we put on our suits. [Chorus] Whoa, better hold up! You’re getting ahead of me! Don’t go running where I can’t see There’s a lot of highway, a whole lot of sky We’re in this together, brother don’t fly Better hold up! Don’t you get ahead of me! [Bridge: The Miles] [Driving, groovy bassline] We built houses on the edge of town Watched kids grow up while the sun went down We worked the line, we paid our dues Sharing the wins and the sad sad blues Whenever you’d talk about the rocking chair I’d say, "Stop it brother, we ain't even there!" [Guitar Solo] [Soulful, overdriven 70s rock solo] [Verse 3: The Finish Line] [Music drops to just bass and a steady kick] Now the room is quiet, the monitors hum The long afternoon has finally come You’re looking at the ceiling, reaching for the door You’re seeing a light you never saw before I’m holding your hand, feeling your chill Everything’s moving... but the world is still. [Final Chorus] [Total energy - everything at 11] I say, "Whoa, better hold up! You’re getting ahead of me! I’m not ready for the ghost you're gonna be There’s a lot of highway, a whole lot of sky Don’t leave me here, man... don’t say goodbye!" Better hold up... Don't get ahead of me... [Outro] Wait for me, brother... Better hold up! Don't leave me in the dust... Better hold up! Don't you get ahead of me... [Big classic rock finish: Power chord + crashing cymbals] Better hold up! [End]
