[Intro –Raw bagpipe wail accompanied by isolated electric guitar] Spent a long time being the way through. Someone needed somewhere to stand— I became ground. Someone needed carrying— Well… you know me. Never really stopped to ask where the fuck I was going. [Verse 1] I knew every road that got somebody home Every number to call when they couldn’t cope Every couch to move, every mess to clean Every version of strong somebody needed from me I could hold the door with my back going numb Tell everybody else, “Keep moving, I’ve got this one” Watched them disappear toward whatever came next Then stood in the dust like usefulness was rest Called it loyalty Called it pride Never noticed I’d built my identity on being somewhere other people could arrive [Pre-Chorus] Nobody asked me to disappear I kept saying yes because yes made me necessary And necessary felt close enough to loved [Chorus] I spent my life being the road Taking everybody where they needed to go Laid myself flat underneath the weight Then wondered why I never changed But I’ve got somewhere I wanna be Something beyond being what somebody needs I’ll still walk beside you I’ll still help you through I’m just done forgetting— I’m going somewhere too [Verse 2] I knew how to rescue didn’t know how to receive Could read everybody’s weather never checked what rained on me If your world broke I had purpose If your life settled down I got nervous What happens to the fixer when nothing needs repair? Turns out— he gets a fucking life. Took me long enough. Being dependable doesn’t mean being empty afterward And love ain’t measured by how much of yourself is missing when everybody gets home [Chorus] I spent my life being the road Taking everybody where they needed to go Carried the miles, swallowed the strain Called every footprint by my name But I’ve got somewhere I wanna be I’m more than the function people found in me I’ll still walk beside you I’ll still help you through But I finally remembered— I’m going somewhere too [Bridge – stripped] I’ve been the wall the roof the ride The midnight call the place to hide None of that was wasted. I just forgot— being useful isn’t the same as being enough So keep the man who shows up Keep the hands that share the load Lose the part that whispers: “If they don’t need you why would they stay?” Nah. They can stay because they want to. And I can survive if they don’t. [pause] I can be part of somebody’s journey without becoming the fucking pavement. [Build] For years I asked: Who needs me? Maybe the better question is: Where am I going? [Final Chorus – enormous] I WAS the road everybody knew Always somewhere they could make it through Held every line, carried every mile Forgot I had a life outside Now I’ve got somewhere I wanna be No fucking map, but the direction belongs to me And if you walk beside me I’ll make room for you But I won’t stop moving just because you choose not to I can love without becoming ground I can help without laying my whole life down I can stay kind stay open stay true And still remember— I’M GOING SOMEWHERE TOO [Post-Chorus] Not leaving. Not running. Not proving shit. Moving. [Outro – clean guitar] I’ll still show up. Still help carry the load. I’m just not living in the doorway anymore. There’s a difference. [road ambience] See you out there.
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