Routed 19 to 5
I found it hard to describe
Lost in a sea of blue and red and beige
Nicotine gum, Armbands and Braids

Started up the rally cry
Sneakers stomping, plastic cups to the sky
Dead bugs dot the windshield like stars in the summertime
Let's go, let's go, see I don't mind

She knew everyone we passed along the way
With names like Murph and Mike they seemed the same to me
Another diary entry ends to suddenly
Everyone we passed along the way, they knew her name
Knew her name

The glimpse of hope it hides behind the shades
The kids who salt the slugs they don't believe
I'd rather try to tag alone then sit around at home
I'd be there if I knew which way to go