Dan

Album: The Great Divide (2026)
Charted: 50
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  • Everybody's asleep, let's talk about him
    Let's talk about high school, talk about death
    Talk about the long ride home from the grave
    How we were too fucked up on Thum's birthday
    Seasonal bugs in a canvas tent
    Seasonal friendships, I see the road end
    You're appealin' to the parts that you know I hold dear
    You've been the best five minutes of a shitty whole year

    And I'm so glad we're here

    'Cause I'm with my best friend Dan now
    Campin' on the county line
    Hand around a Miller Lite
    Waitin' for the sun to rise
    A couple of hometown heroes
    Fightin' over politics
    Sittin' and rememberin'
    Young men from different sides

    And we're so alone
    Most of the time
    Most of the time we don't have anyone
    Where do we go when we die?
    I wouldn't mind right here
    I wouldn't mind at all, mm

    Through the dying light of a flashlight lens
    You tried to tell me how unfair it is
    That I have what I have and you got what you got
    Said I'd give it all back if I could, I cannot
    Loon calls pierce through the violent sky
    I think I stood right here back when Carlo died
    Said I hated the way I made it all about me
    But every day from back then is like a bad old dream

    And I can't fall asleep

    But I'm with my best friend Dan now
    Campin' on the county line
    Hand around a Miller Lite
    Waitin' for the sun to rise
    A couple of hometown heroes
    Fightin' over politics
    Sittin' and rememberin'
    Young men from different sides

    And we're so alone
    Most of the time
    Most of the time we don't have anyone
    Where do we go when we die?
    I wouldn't mind right here
    No, I wouldn't mind at all

    See the wasps hit the water and drown
    See the lightnin' light the world
    And land on Orange County ground
    Flip a rock, see the bugs, sleeping sound
    Hey, that's us
    You and I will be found

    We ain't far from my house

    I'm with my best friend Dan now
    Campin' on the county line
    Hand around a Miller Lite
    Waitin' for the sun to rise
    A couple of hometown heroes
    Fightin' over politics
    Sittin' and rememberin'
    Young men from different sides

    And we're so alone
    Most of the time
    But most of the time we don't have anyone
    Where do we go when we die?
    I wouldn't mind right here
    No, I wouldn't mind at all
    I wouldn't mind
    I wouldn't mind right here
    No, I wouldn't mind at all
    I wouldn't mind at all

    Everybody's asleep, let's talk about it
    Let's talk about high school and talk about death
    Before the moment tries to disappear
    Don't the sky look pretty up here? Writer/s: Aaron Brooking Dessner, Noah Kahan
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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