there’s no street lights on this highway
driving too fast, listening to Alabama Shakes
and we’re screaming
because he turned off the headlights for a moment
& my adrenaline assaulted me
dont want to die in this car
just want to get where we’re going

somehow i came prepared
carrying a case of fresh baked cupcakes
and my hair, is so long now
hitting her face, spasming in the cold summer air
i dont like to keep the window down
but tonight i dont mind
tonight i dont care

eventually we find a park
i’ve never been on this street before
and it’s so dark, optimum
consider the purpose
strangers in the shadows
who apparently know where to go
we grab our blankets and cupcakes
and iphone torches
and we follow

this feels like that quintessential
coming of age tv moment
all i know is that
i’ll be chasing this feeling til i’m old
maybe more, if we last that long

we're laying head to head
no one else around
passing time and jokes between us
adolescent laughter filling space
up in the clouds until our eyes adjust

and have you ever seen the milky way
in such glistening technicolor
i swear i can see my face reflected above in
the hundreds of others
gathered by windows, laying in parks
to see this perfect meteor shower
and i’m not alone
and we’ve been here for hours

this feels like that quintessential
coming of age tv moment
all i know is that
i’ll be chasing this feeling
til i’m old

maybe more, if we last that long

so we stayed outside the observatory
watching the shooting stars until the
sun came up to tell us to leave
and we watched the sunrise
on a highway that has no streetlights

this feels like that quintessential
coming of age tv moment
all i know is that
i’ll be chasing this feeling
til i’m old