Rust and Gold

Verse

Coffee stain on the dashboard

Static radio and rusted pride

Engine coughs like it's waking up

First light is burning orange

You're packing bags by the open door

Says something soft that I don't need to hear

The road stretches out like a river we can't cross alone

So here are my keys, take them, go home

Pre-Chorus

I'm holding steady with this old guitar

Watching how the dark turns into stars

It's not about losing you so much as learning how to fly on my own

Counting every heartbeat like a mile I've been shown

Chorus

We said goodbye in a rust and gold light

Watched your shadow turn to silver tonight

I'm letting go but it's turning out alright

Paper thin, that was always the fight

Rust and gold and nothing left to hold

Just this open road and the way I'm made of gold

Verse

Your jacket sleeve still on the chair

Scent of rain on my knuckles, everywhere

The odometer ticks like a drum we can't silence

Every town becomes a new version

You said stay but I learned how to drive without you

That was always a lie I told myself true

So here's this highway humming beneath my feet

Nothing breaks when the leaving feels complete

Pre-Chorus

I'm holding steady with this old guitar

Watching how the dark turns into stars

It's not about losing you so much as learning how to fly on my own

Counting every heartbeat like a mile I've been shown

Chorus

We said goodbye in a rust and gold light

Watched your shadow turn to silver tonight

I'm letting go but it's turning out alright

Paper thin, that was always the fight

Rust and gold and nothing left to hold

Just this open road and the way I'm made of gold

Bridge

Maybe the breaking's just a door you walk through slow

Maybe leaving's where I learn how to glow

I won't be the ghost of a place you drove by

I'll be the sunrise catching your goodbye

Every ending's already got wings inside

Waiting for me, waiting to ride

Chorus

We said goodbye in a rust and gold light

Watched your shadow turn to silver tonight

I'm letting go but it's turning out alright

Paper thin, that was always the fight

Rust and gold and nothing left to hold

Just this open road and the way I'm made of gold