I was soaking in solitude and drippin' with beer
Strings on my fingers and nothin' to fear
It's hot in this kitchen, I'm startin' to fry
Halfway to nowhere and hung out to dry

My view was an eagle's so I flew far and wide
Every new vision the further I'd glide
It's thin in this airway, I start to come down
Halfway to nowhere with my feet on the ground

My words are wise when I disguise them
But deep inside I bleed
I search for perfection everywhere that I roam
My head on the highway and my heart safe at home

But I'm closer to perfect, she's further from me
Halfway to nowhere and achin' to be, achin' to be, yeah

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Writer(s): MARK BRYAN