The Long Way Home

Built around Taking the scenic route home after a long trip, not ready for the adventure to end, savoring the last miles. Live Wire's voltage-cranked guitars carries the concept through pop that rewards repeat listens. "The GPS says four hours but I'm taking eight" — the kind of line that sticks in your head three days later. The mood runs bittersweet, peaceful, reflective. Genre showcases on Majik's aren't filler — they're proof that independent music can carry real emotional weight when the lyrics and production align.

[verse 1] The GPS says four hours but I'm taking eight Back roads and county lines and nothing on my plate The highway would be faster but the highway doesn't care About the covered bridges and the farmland over there I'm not ready for my street my mailbox and my door I need a few more sunsets before I touch that floor [chorus] I'm taking the long way home Every detour is a poem I'm taking the long way home Because the journey is what I've grown to love the most The long way home Through the towns that time forgot The long way home I'll get there when I get there and not a minute before [verse 2] A farmstand selling peaches and a view that stops the heart A covered bridge in Vermont that's a masterpiece of art I pull over just to watch the sun go down in someone's field A stranger waves from their porch and the whole moment is sealed The tank is getting lower but the spirit's getting full Some journeys are about the road and not about the pull [chorus] I'm taking the long way home Every detour is a poem I'm taking the long way home Because the journey is what I've grown to love the most The long way home Through the towns that time forgot The long way home I'll get there when I get there and not a minute before [bridge] Home will always be there The porch light stays on But this road this sky this air Will be tomorrow's song So I turn left instead of right And add another hour to the night Because the long way home is where the living's done [chorus] I'm taking the long way home Every detour is a poem I'm taking the long way home Because the journey is what I've grown to love the most The long way home Through the towns that time forgot The long way home I'll get there when I get there and not a minute before [outro] Porch light's getting closer now But I'll remember every mile The long way home Was worth every single smile The long way home