Someday Somehow
Every Avenue Lyrics


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Headlights burning on the interstate pavement
I take a slow drag and my mind slips away
Away, away

It's a long night down the 95
Trying to beat the sunrise,
Staying up all night
I'm not sleeping till I cross the state line

Someday, somehow,
I'll make it home and I, I'll stick around
One day I'll say,
"No more packing up,
I'm settling down."
Someday, someday I'll figure it out,
Someday, somehow

High school sweetheart serving,
Broken spirits at the local bar
First love with a new last name, yeah
Next stop, my old home
It's got a new front porch,
Where flowers used to grow
Everybody has something to show,
I've got a thousand different stories,
And nothing to hold

Someday, somehow,
I'll make it home and I, I'll stick around
One day I'll say,
"No more packing up,
I'm settling down."
Someday, someday I'll figure it out,
Someday, somehow

No more birthdays from the telephone,
No more holidays spent alone,
No more asking when I'm coming home
I, I, I'm sticking around
Yeah

Someday, somehow,
I'll make it home and I, I'll stick around
One day I'll say,
"No more packing up,
I'm settling down."
Someday, someday I'll figure it out,
Someday, somehow




Someday, somehow
Someday, somehow

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of Every Avenue's song "Someday Somehow" depict a late-night drive on a long, winding stretch of road, where the singer seems reflective and introspective. He takes a "slow drag" and loses himself to thoughts of home, where his mind is fixated on the idea of settling down, planting roots, and staying in one place. The singer longs for the day when he can say "no more packing up, I'm settling down", suggesting that he has lived a life on the move or traveled extensively. The song seems to be about the tension between the wanderlust of youth and the eventual desire for stability and rootedness that comes with age. The singer is restless, but he knows that someday, somehow, things will fall into place, and he will finally find the place he can call home.


The second verse introduces a melancholic chord, as the singer reminisces about past loves and old homes, which have all but faded away. He paints an image of his "old home" with a "new front porch," where "flowers used to grow," imbuing the scenery with a sense of nostalgia and loss. The singer is "sticking around" because he wants to be present for the important moments in life, such as birthdays and holidays, instead of being an absentee member who calls in from afar. He strives to find a sense of purpose, a place to settle down, and a sense of belonging.


Line by Line Meaning

Headlights burning on the interstate pavement
Driving late at night on the highway, lost in thought


I take a slow drag and my mind slips away
Smoking a cigarette and daydreaming


It's a long night down the 95
Traveling a great distance on the highway


Trying to beat the sunrise,
Trying to travel quickly enough to arrive before the sun rises


Staying up all night
Forcing oneself to stay awake


I'm not sleeping till I cross the state line
Not allowing oneself to sleep until crossing into another state


Someday, somehow, I'll make it home and I, I'll stick around
Believing that someday they will be able to return home and stay there


One day I'll say, "No more packing up, I'm settling down"
Determined to stop moving and establish a permanent home


Someday, someday I'll figure it out, Someday, somehow
Hoping to eventually find a sense of direction and purpose in life


High school sweetheart serving, Broken spirits at the local bar
Former love interest now working at a bar and seems unhappy


First love with a new last name, yeah
Reflecting on past relationships and how they have changed


Next stop, my old home
Heading to the place they once considered their true home


It's got a new front porch, Where flowers used to grow
The house has changed since they lived there


Everybody has something to show, I've got a thousand different stories, And nothing to hold
Everyone has something to share about their life, while they feel that they have nothing to show for their own


No more birthdays from the telephone, No more holidays spent alone, No more asking when I'm coming home I, I, I'm sticking around
Determined to be present for important events and not miss out on life anymore


Someday, somehow, I'll make it home and I, I'll stick around
Repeating their hope for a permanent home


One day I'll say, "No more packing up, I'm settling down"
Restating their determination to end their constant moving


Someday, someday I'll figure it out, Someday, somehow
Repeating their hope to find direction and purpose in life


Someday, somehow
Repeating their hopeful phrase once more




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: CAERMON JOSEPH GRESTINER, DAVID RYAN STRAUCHMAN, JAMES FRANCIS DEEGHAN, JOSHUA RANDALL WITHENSHAW, MARK L. HOLMAN, MICHAEL JOSEPH GOVAERE

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@kalynharbin4736

I love this band so much. So glad I got to see them in concert twice before they broke up, but I miss them so much. They make me proud to be from Michigan <3

@michaelbower5146

just moved back to florida after about a year in maryland. this song is EXACTLY how i felt.. wish i woulda found it for the ride home. :)

@samanthaarnott8429

God, this brings back the good days..

@kevinzarbock2117

just kinda happened on these guys,.. really like them one of those lost hidden gems

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Kevin Zarbock yep

@destroofficial9167

Still listening❤❤❤❤

@cookiedj123

This can make a GREAT Glee song, who agrees? :)

@GurgleBub

i love this band. x3

@xXKennaNSamiXx

igot thiss wholee album when i was at warped tour before it hit storess. its a great CD(:

@myraanderson3581

Wow Man U can sing

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