Midnight Avenue

I was driving down a midnight avenue

Headlights cut a shape into the rain

I was thinking of the things I never said to you

Of every word I dressed up as a name

The radio kept skipping a familiar song

The kind we used to argue with the dial

And every empty corner felt a mile too long

And every red light held me for a while

So if you ever wonder where my voice is now

It's living somewhere on a Shelby line

Streaming for the strangers and the souls who've found

A penny worth of feeling for a dime