Back Pocket Days

Boots in gravel, tank half full
Sky stretched wide, horizon cool
Every sign a fresh hello
And every town a place to grow

Windows down, the station fades
Laughter born in winding shades
Strangers wave like we belong
New roads write a different song

"Every mile's a story"

From the diner booth to the mountain view
From Sunday rains to skies so blue

"Every mile's a story"

And I just drive, let it unfold
This road is a friend with tales untold

Old motel keys and Polaroids
Notes on napkins, honest noise

"Every mile's a story"

From old towns to silver coast
From whispered dreams to bacon toasts

"Every mile's a story"

And I just ride, without a plan
The wheel don’t judge, it understands

Some run fast just to arrive
But I roll slow to feel alive
Don't need a map, just open sky
With every turn, I testify

"Every mile's a story"

From dancing fields to faded signs
From neon nights to old state lines

"Every mile's a story"

So here's to routes that don't repeat
My life in lines beneath the seat

And when it ends, I won’t be sorry
’Cause I lived loud — every mile's a story