Count It.

One year later met with death miles goodbyes.
States cities friends, all converted into time
Yet on the road from family and home, it feels like
It just feels right.

Show to show we saw the crowds grow,
We played our hearts out ; we wore our throats down
And every drop of sweat that we bled, had been worth it
Cause we earned it.

Well weather rain ,the sleet the snow
And oceans just to get through to you.

Hit The Lights