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El Camino Largo

We Are The Union

The Long Way

We were islands soaked in solitude
Joined by the tide, we pushed back and we outgrew
If you told me the highway would wear your tires through
Then I’d go back and take the long way with you

Warm cans of steel reserve in a basement
Sweat-stained singalongs and discontent
Bound together by not fitting in
Punk rock songs and teenage stress
We were freaks, we were kids, we were miscreants

We were islands soaked in solitude
Joined by the tide, we pushed back and we outgrew
If you told me the highway would wear your tires through
Then I’d go back and take the long way with you

In bars that reeked of piss and alcohol
Choking on mothballs in legion halls
Found a place where we belonged
With each other we were strong
We were kin, we were rebels lost without a cause

It’s a lump in my throat and a longing for the mitten state
An infinite search for a past that I can’t recreate

We were islands soaked in solitude
Joined by the tide, we pushed back and we outgrew
If you told me the highway would wear your tires through
Then I’d go back and take the long way with you

El Camino Largo

Éramos islas empapadas en soledad
Unidos por la marea, retrocedimos y superamos
Si me dijeras que la carretera usaría tus neumáticos
Luego regresaría y tomaría el camino largo contigo

latas calientes de reserva de acero en un sótano
Singalongs manchados de sudor y descontento
Encuadernados juntos por no encajar en
Canciones punk rock y estrés adolescente
Éramos monstruos, éramos niños, éramos malhechores

Éramos islas empapadas en soledad
Unidos por la marea, retrocedimos y superamos
Si me dijeras que la carretera usaría tus neumáticos
Luego regresaría y tomaría el camino largo contigo

En bares que apestaban a pis y alcohol
Asfixia en las bolas de naftalina en las salas de la legión
Encontré un lugar donde pertenecíamos
El uno con el otro era fuerte
Éramos parientes, éramos rebeldes perdidos sin causa

Es un bulto en mi garganta y un anhelo por el estado de manopla
Una búsqueda infinita de un pasado que no puedo recrear

Éramos islas empapadas en soledad
Unidos por la marea, retrocedimos y superamos
Si me dijeras que la carretera usaría tus neumáticos
Luego regresaría y tomaría el camino largo contigo