
Long road running under worn-out tires One set of headlights cutting through the night Somewhere between where we've been and where we're going You see the map laid out ahead I see a turn we haven't taken yet You count the miles left on the drive I roll the window down and watch the sky You say we're drifting off the plan I say maybe that's where the good stuff is You shake your head and laugh again Like you've heard that line before Maybe we're both a little stubborn Maybe that's why we're still here Call and answer Back and forth One finds reasons One finds more Round and round Through thick and thin You pull me forward I pull again Call and answer Through it all Sometimes I listen Sometimes I don't Still somehow We make it through Different views Same horizon too You catch details I never see I catch things hiding in between You keep one foot on solid ground I wonder what we'd find beyond Some nights neither one of us knows Which direction this thing ought to go Funny how the road keeps moving Even when we don't agree Maybe we're both a little stubborn Maybe that's why we're still here Call and answer Back and forth One finds reasons One finds more Round and round Through thick and thin You pull me forward I pull again No winners here No score to keep Just another mile Another dream Sometimes you're right Sometimes it's me Most times the answer Lives somewhere between Call and answer Year by year Through the noise And through the clear Different roads Different signs Still riding underneath the same sky Call and answer Never done Another sunset Another sun Road keeps rolling Night moves on One more question Before we're gone Original Instrumental: Balance Assembly (2013) Lyrics by Katana~Buck © 2026 Katana~Buck~TBV~0603