Текст песни
[Куплет 1] (Intimate, close-mic'd) A hundred miles of dry wind blowing cold The highway hums a melody of old I trace the silver line across the map No lookin' back, no fallin' in the trap The distant mountains rise in velvet blue I'm searchin' for a horizon that is new [Припев] (Lifted, stacked harmonies, airy pads) Oh, let the headlights carve a path tonight Through the quiet canyon, out of sight We are the travelers under endless space Running till we find our own true place Oh, let the headlights lead the way [Куплет 2] (Intimate, fingerpicked guitar) The sand is shifting underneath the tires The sky is glowing with a thousand fires A shooting star dissolves into the dark It leaves behind a tiny golden spark My hands are steady on the steering wheel Believing in the freedom that i feel [Припев] (Lifted, stacked harmonies, airy pads) Oh, let the headlights carve a path tonight Through the quiet canyon, out of sight We are the travelers under endless space Running till we find our own true place Oh, let the headlights lead the way [Guitar solo] (Melodic, acoustic, building gently) [Припев] (First half: strips to guitar and voice only) Oh, let the headlights carve a path tonight Through the quiet canyon, out of sight... (Full band blooms, piano hook, high energy) We are the travelers under endless space Running till we find our own true place Oh, let the headlights lead the way [Аутро] (Gentle fade, soft piano and acoustic guitar) Under endless space... Lead the way.
