She went from table manners, to tunnel vision, to premature farewells
With the restlessness reserved for those who believed in themselves

She thought the world was hers so she made sure it bent beneath her will
She was as new and as ancient as the solar-paneled hills

She was certain she could take this town by storm, the wonder of sound and
Light seeking a form

But somewhere along the way, the dots didn't all connect, the promise
Became regrets

Somewhere along the way, the dream and the circumstance continued their
Tortured dance

Somewhere along the way

She was my lullaby, personified,
My vision in the mist
But her contacts were all promoters and a westside therapist

The 5 am's, the worried friends, the parting of her lips, but I needed to
Witness someone wrestle with what it means to just exist

How her only plan in life was getting lost, how she took me to the edge and
Made me watch

But somewhere along the way, the running just lost its fun, it happens to
Everyone

Somewhere along the way, the trail became too obscure, but that was her
Signature

She would talk about letting go,
I guess I didn't understand
Giving over to the currents
That were there since time began

On the long drive from El Paso to the Pacific Ocean cliffs, I finally felt
Connected to the continental drift

But somewhere along the way, I started to smile again
I don't remember when

Somewhere along the way, things will turn out just fine, I know it's true
This time.

Somewhere along the way

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Taylor Goldsmith