Open Road Song

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Open Road Song is an alternative rock song by Eve 6 composed by Max Collins, Jon Siebels, and Tony Fagenson. It was first released as track 5 on the album Eve 6 on 1998-04-28, then released as a single in 1999. Two versions of the single exist, one as a promo album for radio stations which features an edited version, the album version, and radio callout hooks, the other has the edited mix with live versions of Leech and Showerhead. An acoustic version of this song was included on the Japanese release.

I wasn't a huge fan of this song the first time I heard it, but it quickly grew on me and became one of my favorites by the band, in particular because is describes a past time that I delighted in once I got a car, driving around at night with no place to go, and singing to myself alone. I even drove beaters, one with a broken off side-view mirror. I no longer drive old broken-down cars, but I still love this song, especially when driving alone, and feeling the need to clear my head with some speed.

I don't care much for the art on the single. It's not very fitting.

Lyrics

Tonight I feel ambitious and so does my foot as it sinks on the pedal,
I press it to the floor.
I don't need a girl don't need a friend, cause my friend lonesome's unconditional.
We're flying forever bored.
For a moment I love everything that I see and think and feel.
I love my broken side-view mirror.
Cause it's so perfect, I'm so perfect, you're so perfect,
You're not here.
I hear the change in gear.

My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road.
This is an open road song.

The night is beckoning although I have nowhere to go but home.
Feels good to be alone.
With every turn comes a new frame of mind, if I could frame my mind,
Where would it hang?

My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road.
My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road.
My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road.
This is an open road song.

I crack a window,
And feel the cool air cleanse my every pore,
As I pour my poor heart out.
To a radio song that's patient and willing to listen,
My volume drowns it out.

Yeah, but that's okay cause I sound better then him anyway any day,
Yeah, my voice is sweet as salt.
I search for comfort and I find it where I've found it many times before.
Times before can be forgotten, yeah!

My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road.
My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road.
My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road.
This is an open road song.

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