Mug on the dash
Maps on my phone
Your sweater still hangs
On the backseat alone
Headlights smear
On the wet black road
Talking to myself
Like you’re still close
Beyond the fog
I swear there’s something
More than the ghosts
In the rearview running
If I keep driving
Through the gray and the gone
Will I find us
Beyond the fog
Radio low
All the songs feel wrong
I mouth the words
To the one you loved
Exit signs
Glow a tired green
Every mile I choose
What we might’ve been
Beyond the fog
I swear there’s something
More than the ghosts
In the rearview running
If I keep driving
Through the gray and the gone
Will I find us
Beyond the fog
Maybe you’re home now
Kettle on
Lights dim
Or maybe you’re out there
Lost like I’ve been
But I’m still moving
Slow
Then strong
Through every doubt
Every almost-dawn
Beyond the fog
I swear there’s something
More than the ghosts
In the rearview running
If I keep driving
Through the gray and the gone
I’ll forgive us
And carry on
Beyond the fog