[Intro] Morning haze on a two-lane road, Coffee warm and the engine cold. Miles ahead you can’t quite see— The way it bends decides who you’ll be. [Verse 1] You plan a line but the road won’t keep, It curves like memories you didn’t mean to keep. Guardrails shimmer in the rising heat, Showing you the turns you’re meant to meet. Every town leaves a mark you feel, Every detour turns into something real. The map says straight but the ground says no— Life builds its highways where it wants to go. [Chorus] No straight lines— Just the long slow arcs we learn to drive. Every mile rewrites the past we hide. No straight lines— Only bends that teach us how to stay alive. If the highway shifts beneath your tires, Lean with it—don’t fight the ride. [Verse 2] Yellow paint cracked down the center seam, Road signs fading like an old daydream. Sometimes you swerve, sometimes you glide, But you always end up on the other side. And people? They’re exits—some you take, Some you miss, some you chase too late. But mercy lives in the rolling hills: There’s always another chance if you follow what you feel. [Pre-Chorus] Listen close— The road hums truths you already know. Where the pavement pulls is where you go. You don’t force a path the earth won’t show. [Chorus] No straight lines— Just the long slow arcs we learn to drive. Every mile rewrites the past we hide. No straight lines— Only bends that teach us how to stay alive. If the highway shifts beneath your tires, Lean with it—don’t fight the ride. [Bridge] When the storm hits hard and the lights go dim, Follow the curve, trust the brim. Even broken roads have grace— Every crack leads to another place. [Chorus] No straight lines— Just the long slow arcs we learn to drive. Every mile rewrites the past we hide. No straight lines— Only bends that teach us how to stay alive. If the highway shifts beneath your tires, Lean with it—don’t fight the ride. [Outro] Sunset paints the asphalt gold, The day lets go, the story folds. The road goes on past every sign— Life was never meant in straight lines.
