Rolling Up The Drive

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[Verse 1]
Suitcase by the door
Camp shirt folded on the top
Mom keeps asking
“Did we pack enough?”
Dad pretends he isn’t scared
Keys cold swinging in his hand
Penny’s blanket on her lap
Little curls
Yellow headband

[Pre-Chorus]
I trace circles on her arm
So she feels me through the ride
Her eyes flick to the window
Then back to mine

[Chorus]
I’m rolling up the drive to summer
Heart beating faster than the wheels
Half of me is ready to be braver
Half of me wishes I could stay right here
I’m leaving home but I’m not ready
I’ll miss Mom
Dad
And Penny
So I’ll carry us all
In this small
Shaking body

[Verse 2]
Highway hums under my feet
Snack crumbs stuck under my nails
Mom keeps turning in her seat
Hiding tears behind a smile that wails
Dad misses the exit once
Laughs too loud
Then grips the wheel
Penny laughs her quiet laugh
In that way only we can feel

[Pre-Chorus]
We talk right over all the noise
Like she’s answering me back
Every blink another word
In the language that we have

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
What if they don’t know how to help me
When my hands won’t do what I want them to do
What if someone jokes about my chair
Like it’s all they ever see in a room
I breathe in the way Dad showed me
Count to four then let it through
Mom says
“Find someone kind
Call at night”
Penny’s eyes say
“I believe in you” [whispered vocals]

[Chorus]