Here we go,
a turn in the road,
and another dark night drive
song to sing to.
For hours on what looks like
such a seamless
and endless
road to the middle
of a nowhere that
I'm soon to call home.
"I'd rather stay on
the East coast,"
I said,
"but I want whatever
will make you happy
because I can be happy
anywhere."
That's conditional of course.
