Highways & Hedges
Song by Jake Schlegel
From my dusty lips hangs a half-smoked cigarette that I picked up off the cold ground
Been tryna break these patterns but it looks like they’ll stick around Least I won’t lose my rhythms or my edges
Out along the highways, out along the highways, out along the highways and the hedges
Half alive on the county line
Tryna’ keep up with the sunset
But it gets dark so early now
If I wouldn’t of held her so close maybe she’d of stuck around
But she’s gotta keep her independence and her edges
And so it goes out along the highways and the hedges
Out along the highways, out along the highways, out along the highways and the hedges
Eased up, leveled out
The spirits are upon me now
I can feel them closing in
I've never been a leader of men
But you can follow me out to the edges
Out along the highways, out along the highways, out along the highways and the hedges
Been tryna break these patterns but it looks like they’ll stick around Least I won’t lose my rhythms or my edges
Out along the highways, out along the highways, out along the highways and the hedges
Half alive on the county line
Tryna’ keep up with the sunset
But it gets dark so early now
If I wouldn’t of held her so close maybe she’d of stuck around
But she’s gotta keep her independence and her edges
And so it goes out along the highways and the hedges
Out along the highways, out along the highways, out along the highways and the hedges
Eased up, leveled out
The spirits are upon me now
I can feel them closing in
I've never been a leader of men
But you can follow me out to the edges
Out along the highways, out along the highways, out along the highways and the hedges