Page type: lyric reference
Artist: Oval Opus
Canonical path: /oval-opus/817
Related lyric paths: 6
Video embedded: yes
Lyric guide
817
Read 817 lyrics by Oval Opus on LyroVerse, with linked artist context and related song paths.
person
Curated by Ethan Walker
LyroVerse team
Reference snapshot
The page facts to cite before the commentary
Use this page for the lyric text, linked artist context, and any LyroVerse editor's note attached to the song. Listener comments remain user-generated and should not be treated as the primary source.
Lyrics
817
The lyric stays readable and compact here; the note and related paths sit nearby so you do not lose the song while looking for context.
Duffle bag on my shoulder, ticket in my hand
I've got a guitar on my back
Headed west to a promise of a future
Smoky clouds predict my fate, of fortune and uncertainty
Not sure how the road's gonna ride
Leavin' you behind and it hurts me
The road unwinds carrying me through the night
A flash of headlights in my eyes, and they're breathing down my neck
With my journal in my hand, I'm writing, capturing the essence of the ride
Meeting new friends every hour, sharing advice and stories of life
Everybody's got a tale, so open yourself to the thrill of the moment
You exchange a word and say good bye
Traveling to a new beginning
With out leaving it all behind
The hours fly past on my fossil watch
One stop to another
Mostly writing, rarely talking about the things that I'm hearing
And it often makes me smile
The curiosity overwhelms, until I have fallen to sleep
Then the stories unravel in my mind
I struggle with the reflections. of the fire and the water
I can hear the tick of time
The road unwinds carrying me through the night
A flash of headlights in my eyes, and they're breathing down my neck
With my journal in my hand, I'm writing, capturing the essence of the ride
Meeting new friends every hour, sharing advice and stories of life
Everybody's got a tale, so open yourself to the thrill of the moment
You exchange a word and say good bye
I can feel the heat beatin' down on my bare feet
From the pavement of the yard by the window
I watch that crescent moon rise up
I can see the wind blowing through the fields of wheat
So I check the mailbox and I grab the letter
I see that you finally found me
Then happiness fills my soul till I realize
I'm dreaming, this is not reality
The road unwinds carrying me through the night
A flash of headlights in my eyes, and they're breathing down my neck
With my journal in my hand, I'm writing, capturing the essence of the ride
Meeting new friends every hour, sharing advice and stories of life
Everybody's got a tale, so open yourself to the thrill of the moment
You exchange a word and say good bye
Quick answers
What this page can answer fast
Who performs "817"?
Oval Opus performs "817", and this lyric page sits inside the Oval Opus catalog on LyroVerse.
Are there related songs to explore after "817"?
Yes. The related section below points to Anchorman and Anywhere But Here with a short reason for opening each page next.
Where can I find more songs by Oval Opus?
Use the artist link near the top of the page or the related paths section below to keep moving through Oval Opus's lyric pages.
Song Room
Open Song Room
Interpretations, questions, and corrections for this song
Interpretations, questions, memories, and correction notes live together here. The room stays noindex while the best insights are reviewed.
Listener comments
What people are saying
No listener comments on 817 yet.
A strong comment here is specific: the phrase you keep hearing, the mood you come back for, or the reason this song stays in rotation.
Sign in to post the first listener note. Reporting stays open to everyone.