Mile Markers

Mile Markers by Trista Rhodes [Verse 1] Pulled out of town with the radio low, Sun in my mirror, nowhere to go. Every line on the pavement feels like proof, That I’m still here, still telling the truth. [Chorus] Mile markers, counting time, Stories etched in highway lines. Not running away, not chasing a crown, Just moving on, not breaking down. Every stretch of road reminds— I’m still alive, I’m leaving signs. [Verse 2] Gas station coffee, a jukebox song, A stranger’s nod says we both belong. Not in the past, not in what we’ve lost, But in the miles where the worlds get crossed. [Chorus] Mile markers, counting time, Stories etched in highway lines. Not running away, not chasing a crown, Just moving on, not breaking down. Every stretch of road reminds— I’m still alive, I’m leaving signs. [Bridge] Some folks think the end’s the goal, But the road itself can save your soul. I don’t need gold, I don’t need fame, Every mile whispers my name. [Final Chorus] Mile markers, fading fast, But they hold the proof of where I’ve passed. Not lost, not found, just rolling free, The road’s the only map I need. Every stretch of road reminds— I’m still alive, I’m leaving signs. [Outro – spoken, soft] Just me and the road… and the miles behind.