The Here and the There

The lights are so bright, like a festival glow The whispers from the woods, they tell me to go Take a deep breath now, we're moving too slow You'll make new friends, now we gotta go It's a cold cold night, a long long drive The radio's off, everyone seems fine Haven't said a word, the whole damn night That was the last time we said goodbye Some folks search the world For something to hold But the treasure's right here In the stories we're told. This is the sweet spot, Where we don't have a care Get a cold brew, man Pull up a chair, OH! Welcome to the club Of the here, and the there Never made friends, started a punk rock band Dyed my hair black, tattooed my hands Touring down the coast, living the dream The band still tours, just without me It's a cold cold night, a long long drive The radio's off, everyone seems fine Haven't said a word, the whole damn night That was the last time we said goodbye Some folks search the world For something to hold But the treasure's right here In the stories we're told This is the sweet spot, Where we don't have a care Get a cold brew, man Pull up a chair, OH! Welcome to the club Of the here, and the there I've found my crew I'm with my kind This family guy Chasing family time Haven't shut my mouth, The whole damn night Oh ohh Some folks search the world For something to hold But the treasure's right here In the stories we're told This is the sweet spot, Where we don't have a care Get a cold brew, man Pull up a chair, OH! Welcome to the club Of the here, and the there Some folks (search) For something to hold But the treasure's right here In the stories we're told This is the sweet spot, Where we don't have a care Get a cold brew, man Pull up a chair, OH! (oh) Welcome to the club Of the here, and the there (yeah)