[Verse] Dusty boots on a cracked highway line, Fingers stained from the summer’s first shine, A restless heart with a pocket of change, Picking peaches where the roadside’s strange. [Pre-Chorus] Whispers trade for a bite of truth, In the shade of a broken youth— [Chorus] Pass me the peach, the sweetest lie, We’re all just stories under the open sky, Share the fruit, and the weight will break, Hitchhikers and liars, with hope to take. Pass me the peach, don’t let it fall, In this crooked world, we’re still standing tall, Share the fruit, taste the dream we make, Hitchhikers and liars, with hope to take. [Verse] Neon signs fade into soft twilight, Thrown together on a borrowed night, Faces blurred but the stories remain, In every seed, a chance to begin again. [Pre-Chorus] Whispers trade for a bite of truth, In the shade of a broken youth— [Chorus] Pass me the peach, the sweetest lie, We’re all just stories under the open sky, Share the fruit, and the weight will break, Hitchhikers and liars, with hope to take. Pass me the peach, don’t let it fall, In this crooked world, we’re still standing tall, Share the fruit, taste the dream we make, Hitchhikers and liars, with hope to take. [Bridge] And when the night comes down like a curtain call, We’ll find a way to rise when we feel so small, With every bite of truth that we share and fake, There’s a light that burns, for all the hearts that break. [Chorus] Pass me the peach, the sweetest lie, We’re all just stories under the open sky, Share the fruit, and the weight will break, Hitchhikers and liars, with hope to take. Pass me the peach, don’t let it fall, In this crooked world, we’re still standing tall, Share the fruit, taste the dream we make, Hitchhikers and liars, with hope to take. [Outro] Pass me the peach, pass me the peach, We’re still standing tall, still standing tall.