[Intro — clean dry guitar riff, steady drum groove, no frills, just momentum] [Verse 1] Left at half eleven No particular reason Indicated right out of habit Nowhere to be Passed a fox doing something suspicious Near a roundabout Didn't judge him He didn't judge me Mutual respect Between creatures Going nowhere fast [Verse 2] The sat nav wanted opinions I told it to mind its business It recalculated We don't talk anymore White lines doing their thing Same as they always do Completely committed To an idea they'll never finish Respect that actually That kind of dedication Takes something [Pre-Chorus — something shifting underneath] And somewhere around mile marker Doesn't matter Something loosens Something that's been Wound tight since — honestly can't remember And the windscreen goes wide And the sky does that thing Where it's just — enormous And you're just — small And somehow That's exactly right [Chorus] Nobody's waiting up Nobody's checking Nobody needs a version of me Right now Just the white lines Doing their thing And the fox Doing his And me Doing mine Out here [Verse 3] Stopped for petrol somewhere Place called something with a bridge in it Coffee from a machine That made concerning noises Drank it anyway Man behind the counter Didn't ask where I was going Absolute legend Gave him an extra 50p tip He looked confused Fair enough Back on the road Nowhere in particular Still going No reason to stop No reason not to [Verse 4 — the tone starting to blur] The distance doesn't judge The miles don't accumulate meaning Unless you give them some And tonight I'm not giving anything To anyone Including the miles Just consuming them One at a time Quietly In the dark With the radio doing Whatever it's doing And the sky Still enormous And me Still small And the road Still not caring Still going [Pre-Chorus 2] I don't know what I'm driving toward Don't know what I left behind Don't know what junction I'm approaching Don't know if I'll take it But my hands are on the wheel And the engine's doing its thing And somewhere between Here and wherever I remembered something I'm still here [Chorus] [Bridge — drops to near silence, just engine hum and sparse guitar] You know what the road taught me tonight? It doesn't matter where you're going. It doesn't matter where you've been. It doesn't matter what junction you missed or what you should have taken. The road just continues. And so do you. One mile at a time. For no particular reason. Which turns out to be reason enough. [Instrumental — driving groove, hypnotic, building then releasing] [Final Chorus — full and warm, earned] Nobody's waiting up Nobody's checking Nobody needs a version of me Right now Just the white lines Doing their thing And the fox Doing his And me Doing mine And somehow Somehow That's enough That's everything Out here [Outro — dry, deadpan, perfect landing] Ended up in Dorset. Don't know how. Turned around. Tank's nearly empty. Worth it.
