Mixtape Sunset on the Last Drive Home

I burned my favorite mixtape in the parking lot light

Watch the little blue flames shake out into the night

We laughed like the ending was a thing we could outrun

With the windows down and the summer still undone

Living long back home felt longer than before

Streetlights in the windshield like a memory I wore

Your voice in the static faint and far away

Might be echo of a road we used to take

Drag me home at dusk

Let the headlights blur

Let the past roll sauced

Like the songs we were

We were in the thin

With the sky on fire

Burning brighter than we knew

Burning higher and higher

Drag me home at dusks

Through the fading glow

To the place where the old heartbeats still go

If the summer's gone, it still lives in me

In the packola that makes take memory

As the convenience store and the sleeping gas station sign

As the field where we swore we had all the time

Your laughter folded into the radio haze

And the night held us gently in its amber face

I can almost touch it when the chorus starts

The ghost of a feeling in the back of my heart

All the little details that refuse to fade

Like your hand on the dash and the promises we made

Drag me calm at dusk

Let the headlights blur

Let the past roll soft

Like the songs we were

Or am I stunned with the sky on fire?

Burning brighter than we knew

Burning higher and higher

Drive me calm at dusk through the fading glow

To the place where the old heartbeats still go

As the summer's gone, it still lives in me

In the crackle of that mixtape memory

Maybe growing up is just learning how to leave

With a pocket full of songs and a heart full of leaves

But I still hear us in the winding road

In the warm outtake where the goodbyes go

Drive me home at dusk

Let the headlights blur

Let the past roll soft

Like the songs we were

We were in the snow

With the sky on fire

Burning brighter than we knew

Burning higher than higher

Drive me home at dusk

Now I know the way

Even faded sun won′t save a golden trace

And when the night falls down, I can still believe

In the crackle of that mixtape memory