Every hard Road (live)

[Verse 1] White-line miles and a half-dead van Cheap motel key in a sunburned hand Gas-station coffee, midnight fries Sleep comes easy when the daylight dies Posters peeling in a backroom hall Kick-drum case by the bathroom wall We trade our silence for a neon sign Another small-town Saturday night [Pre-Chorus] Running on sparks, running on steam Holding it down with a wild-heart dream [Chorus] And then the lights come on And the whole room burns Every long damn road Was worth every turn All the cheap beds, all the endless miles Fade when we hear that crowd go wild Yeah, we come alive Like a match in the dark All that dust and grind Turns into a spark We give it all we got, leave it there in the heat And every hard road rolls beneath our feet [Verse 2] Window cracked for the summer air Amp hum buzzing like a midnight prayer Sticky green room, boots on tile Laughing too loud just to kill some time Mascara mirror and a worn-out case Six-string slung like it knows its place We’ve been chasing this from town to town Waiting all day just to shake the ground [Pre-Chorus] Running on sparks, running on steam Nothing this true ever comes cheap [Chorus] And then the lights come on And the whole room burns Every long damn road Was worth every turn All the cheap beds, all the endless miles Fade when we hear that crowd go wild Yeah, we come alive Like a match in the dark All that dust and grind Turns into a spark We give it all we got, leave it there in the heat And every hard road rolls beneath our feet [Bridge] One more exit, one more show One more town where the bright hearts go We got day-old dreams and a dashboard glow But the stage says yes when the world says no [Break] Raise your hands Let it roll Feel that kick Down in your soul [Final Chorus] And then the lights come on And the whole room burns Every long damn road Was worth every turn All the cheap beds, all the endless miles Fade when we hear that crowd go wild Yeah, we come alive Like a match in the dark All that dust and grind Turns into a spark We give it all we got, leave it there in the heat And every hard road rolls beneath our feet [Outro] White-line miles when the night is done Chasing that fire to the next hometown