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Time Running Out (The Band Hits The Road)

Time is Running Out for the band and so they are traveling America and doing gigs as much as they can, while they can. (C)2026.ElaineWulff. All rights reserved. (These are all my original lyrics, vocals ran through AI, melodies and song format, then I added prompts for AI-generated music and video. Rights owned by me (Pro-Suno Subscriber). I’m riding shotgun, feet on the dash Lipstick smile, living too fast Five of us chasing a midnight sound Every city burns, then burns out I grab the mic and the world leans in His guitar cuts like a second skin Drums go wild, bass shakes the floor Keys light up what we’re running for I don’t ask where we’ll land Just give me a stage and a crowd and a chance Whoa-oh, sing it like we don’t care Whoa-oh, hands in the air One day here, then we’re gone Turn every night into a song No slow down, no calm route We keep running—yeah time’s running out Whoa-oh, whoa-oh Yeah, time’s running out Played up high where the mountains breathe I sang my heart out into the trees Next night sand in my tangled hair Salt in my lungs, music everywhere Desert heat and a flickering sign Ghost town crowd but they felt like mine One night only, that’s how it goes Love them fast, then hit the road I laugh too loud, sleep too late Every goodbye’s a ticking fate Whoa-oh, sing it like we don’t care Whoa-oh, hands in the air One day here, then we’re gone Turn every night into a song Hearts beat fast, no doubt We keep running—yeah time’s running out Whoa-oh, whoa-oh Yeah, time’s running out Yellowstone under open skies Steam in the dark, fire in my eyes Keyboard rain, the bass pulls deep Drums remind me I don’t sleep He hits a note, I hold it long Like maybe this is where we belong But the sunrise says “not tonight” So I sing it louder, hold on tight Whoa-oh, scream it one more time Whoa-oh, like we’re gonna be fine One day here, then we’re gone Every mile keeps proving me wrong No regrets, no blacked-out doubt Still running—yeah time’s running out Whoa-oh, whoa-oh Yeah, time’s running out Headlights fade, morning shows Another crowd, another road If this is all I get right now I’ll sing it loud while we’re running out