The Bonfire Chronicles · track 6 of 11
Sanctuary Drive
The story
One morning I woke with the sun on my face and threw the past in a suitcase. Tyres on the gravel like a drumbeat, windows down, the radio knowing my secret smile. I had told myself I was too far gone, and there I was with the engine on. Hearts don't break, they evolve. Some mornings the only wise thing to do is drive.
Lyrics
SONG TITLE: “This Is the Ride” Album: The Bonfire Chronicles Driving drums, electric guitar riffs, a synth hook that sticks. Inspired by Summer of ’69, Mr. Brightside, Can’t Stop the Feeling, Shut Up and Dance. The kind of song that makes you punch the ceiling, tap the wheel, and scream out the chorus at 130 km/h. This isn’t nostalgia — it’s ignition. It’s everything starts now. Woke up with the sun on my face Threw the past in a suitcase Tires hit the gravel like a drumbeat Freedom humming underneath my seat Got no map, just the rearview clear A voice in my gut says shift the gear Old regrets? Left ‘em at the light Now I’m chasing something that feels right Let the road sing louder than doubt Let the wind blow the fear right out This is the ride — Where you roll the windows down and let it slide Where the scars turn gold in the morning light Where the future’s not waiting — it’s alive This is the ride — Where the tears dry fast and the joy stays wild Where the radio knows your secret smile Don’t look back Just drive This is the ride Told myself “you’re too far gone” But here I am, with the engine on Hearts don't break — they evolve And wheels spin when you let go of control I’ve loved, I’ve lost, I’ve lit the match And every breakdown’s part of the map Now it’s laughter pouring through my veins Cause I know I earned this kind of change Let the road scream louder than doubt Let the bassline drown the silence out This is the ride — Where you roll the windows down and let it slide Where the scars turn gold in the morning light Where the future’s not waiting — it’s alive This is the ride — Where the tears dry fast and the joy stays wild Where the radio knows your secret smile Don’t look back Just drive This is the ride No destination, just desire No plan, just the pull of fire If the road is long — let it be It’s already setting me free This is the ride — Where your soul remembers how to fly Where you laugh like it’s your first July Where the dream and the moment finally collide This is the ride — Where you feel the truth in the passing signs Where your name is written in the sky Don’t look back Just drive This is the ride Yeah... this is the ride. This is the ride. This... is the ride.
Words and music: Romian Nazlab