The Unnamed Group

[Verse 1]
Missed the train, lost the map, bought a ticket to “Who Knows”
Clocked in late with a head full of lessons nobody knows
We keep working, keep learning, keep circling the same old track
If this is going somewhere, it’s got a funny way of looking back

[Chorus]
We’re the unnamed group with nowhere on the page
Making jokes in the backseat while the miles misbehave
If we’re not getting there, we can laugh along the way

[Verse 2]
Flat tire in the rain, wrong turn at the county line
One more “valuable lesson” from a sign we couldn’t read in time
Boss says, “Keep on moving,” so we shuffle down the road
No clue what the destination is, but we’ve got room for one more joke

[Bridge]
Maybe “nowhere” is a place we’ve learned to know by heart
So pass the snacks around—this mess is where we start

[Outro]
No name, no plan, still rolling on
If we’re lost together, we’re not lost alone