[Intro] [Verse] The needle hits the red on a rusted dashboard clock We ripped the muffler off just to hear the engine shock Gasoline is heavy and the wallet's looking thin But the tank is overflowing with the trouble we are in Spiky hair and leather like a crown of jagged glass Watching every town and every copper as we pass We don't need a compass and we don't need a plan Just a heavy foot and all the courage we can span [Verse] A carton of the filters and a lighter flicking blue The cornfields are a prison that we're finally breaking through Toss the empty cans into the hollow of the floor Nobody is keeping any tally or a score Windows rolled down wide to let the humid summer sting While the radio is howling every anthem we can sing Dust is kicking upward from the gravel and the grit We’re the kind of fire that the heavens never lit [Chorus] Lost in the belly of the Great Divide With nowhere to go and nowhere to hide Deep in the veins of the land of the free Just a shadow of who we used to be Rolling down the back roads where the ghosts remain Running on a heartbeat and a hurricane Full tank of freedom and a pack of lies Underneath the weight of the endless skies [Chorus] Lost in the belly of the Great Divide With nowhere to go and nowhere to hide Deep in the veins of the land of the free Just a shadow of who we used to be Rolling down the back roads where the ghosts remain Running on a heartbeat and a hurricane Full tank of freedom and a pack of lies Underneath the weight of the endless skies [Bridge] The map is just a relic from a world we left behind Searching for a secret that the sober never find Share a thick green cloud and tell a story from the past Knowing that the moment is too beautiful to last Laughter in the cabin like a riot in a cage Turning over blankness on a dirty yellow page Midwest dirt is clinging to the bottoms of our boots We are drifting seeds without the burden of the roots [Verse] The sun is sinking lower like a penny in a well Ringing out the distance like a cracked and heavy bell Nobody is waiting at the end of any line But the air inside this cabin feels remarkably divine Keep the motor screaming till the pistons start to ache Give us every highway and every turn we take If we find a dead end then we’ll jump the iron rail Writing out our legends on a vapor-thin trail [Chorus] Lost in the belly of the Great Divide With nowhere to go and nowhere to hide Deep in the veins of the land of the free Just a shadow of who we used to be Rolling down the back roads where the ghosts remain Running on a heartbeat and a hurricane Full tank of freedom and a pack of lies Underneath the weight of the endless skies [Chorus] Lost in the belly of the Great Divide With nowhere to go and nowhere to hide Deep in the veins of the land of the free Just a shadow of who we used to be Rolling down the back roads where the ghosts remain Running on a heartbeat and a hurricane Full tank of freedom and a pack of lies Underneath the weight of the endless skies [Outro]
