Freedom (Concert Version)

KELLY
Let’s go.
The highway’s calling.
The sun is shining.
Let’s get in the car and just remember.
Let’s go.

SAM
Kelly drove on all of our roadtrips.
She believed in list’ning to the highway.
You start driving,
And keep driving.
There’s no stopping ‘til Kelly says you’ve arrived.

KELLY
Feeling the wind blowing your hair.
Picking a road and going anywhere.
We’re heading south.
Or maybe west.
We don’t know much.
We’re making up the rest.
Tear up the atlas.
Don’t read the road signs.
Driving for the sake of driving anywhere.
That’s freedom.

SAM
Freedom.

KELLY
Freedom.
Freedom.
Freedom.

SAM
Driving fast, the radio blaring.
Windows open, singing like we’re rockstars.

KELLY
Counting the miles as we go past.

SAM
The tank is full. The sun is high.

KELLY
Knowing that every mile could be our last.

SAM
Just watching the day go by.

SAM AND KELLY
We won’t look back.
We never will.

SAM
We’ve come too far.

KELLY
We’ll drive til we hit Nashville.

SAM
Nashville.

SAM AND KELLY
Freedom.
Freedom.
Freedom.

SAM
And I’m almost starting to feel it.
How she took a day and made it special.

KELLY
Freedom.

SAM
The long highways.
The cheap rest stops.

KELLY
Freedom.

SAM
The last minute get in the car and let’s go.

KELLY
Oh, let’s go.
Let’s go.

Pick a road. Pick a highway.
Any road is going my way.
Let’s go.
Live it up with no complicated philosophies.
No college, no career,
No kids, no fancy house, no.
Let’s go.
Any road but the one we’re on.

SAM AND KELLY
No college, no career,
No screaming kids, no mortgage.
Driving anywhere.

KELLY
Just driving straight into the dawn.
That’s freedom.

SAM (KELLY)
Kelly driving. Me riding shotgun.
Just a couple girls out on the highway
With no road map
And no curfew.
Just two girls with nowhere we have to be. (Freedom.)
Now she’s laughing.
And I start laughing. (Freedom.)
It’s so real and so like a memory. (Freedom.)
And the sun is so bright that I’m squinting.
And it feels like I found freedom.

SAM AND KELLY
Freedom.

KELLY
Yeah.

SAM (KELLY)
Driving fast, the radio blaring. (Yeah)
Windows open, singing like we’re rock stars.

KELLY
Oh yeah.

SAM
Yeah.

KELLY
Yeah.

SAM
Yeah.

KELLY
Yeah.

SAM
Yeah.

KELLY
Yeah.

SAM
Yeah.

KELLY
Yeah.