Asphalt Wake

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Verse 1

The microwave hums a low B-flat

You left a half-empty soda on the tile

I heard the gravel kick up near the gate

(Yeah)

I’m grabbing my jacket, it’s been a while

Pre-Chorus

The seatbelt clicks like a heavy lock

I’m counting the sequence of the traffic lights

The steering wheel is cold against my palms

Chorus

I’m tracing the curve of the interstate

Keeping the distance, just enough to breathe

I’m not coming home until the asphalt turns grey

I’m just trying to catch the wake you leave

Verse 2

The air conditioning blows on my knuckles

You took the exit by the old cement works

I see your signal blink three times then stop

(Three times)

You’re pulling into the lot where the pavement hurts

Pre-Chorus

The seatbelt clicks like a heavy lock

I’m counting the sequence of the traffic lights

The steering wheel is cold against my palms

Chorus

I’m tracing the curve of the interstate

Keeping the distance, just enough to breathe

I’m not coming home until the asphalt turns grey

I’m just trying to catch the wake you leave

Bridge

It’s a magnetic pull in the steering column

A ghost in the passenger seat instead

I don't need to catch you to feel the static

(The static)

Of every word that we never said

Outro

Just a mile behind

(Just a mile)

Just a mile behind

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