The Latter Teens

Out of the highways
 That span to the seas
 The one that I'd take
 Never stops in between
 A whole 3000 mile road
 With one brief pause in Yellowstone
 If the day comes
 In which you decide
 You wanna waste some
 And go for a drive
 Well, I'll be ready when you call
 For Highway 20 in the fall
 We'd be the quintessential leads
 Who found love in the latter teens
 I guess we'll wait and see
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 Specific shores wet
 The terminus lies
 Pacific Northwest
 The end of the ride
 With rolls of photos to compile
 We won't see oceans for a while
 From Massachusettes
 The lights all went down
 Across the US
 The cities and towns
 The main spots I consider home
 The Rust Belt and the driftless zone
 The way you thought your life might be
 It fell apart in the latter teens
 It always gets to me