Halos born from dashboard glow,
We move like shadows, soft and slow.
Freeway winds and radio waves,
We’re not lost—we’re just brave.
Every mile blurs the doubt,
We burn the silence from inside out.
Hearts don’t need a final stop,
We just ride until we drop.
Freeway halos, shine so bright,
Guiding us through endless night.
No maps, just signs we make—
Every bend a breath we take.
Moonlight paints the overpass,
Future written in shattered glass.
We don't slow, we redefine
What it means to cross the line.
Speed becomes a second skin,
Falling out while flying in.
The edge was always part of us—
We chase, we crash, we trust.
Freeway halos, shine so bright,
Guiding us through endless night.
No maps, just signs we make—
Every bend a breath we take.
And when the skyline fades from view,
I'll follow through the light with you.
We never needed roads to fly—
Just halos circling the sky.
Freeway halos, make us whole,
Every ride a piece of soul.
Keep the engine loud and low—
Where we’re going, we don’t know.
