Sometimes
The road goes ever on beyond
The pow’r of eyes to see
The road goes ever on beyond
The pow’r of eyes to see
It carries on
Through lands unmarked
To where I cannot be
Though straight it drives
‘Cross many miles
It never does arrive
Neither intersecting
Nor life connecting
On nothing can I thrive
So down my head
And pedal hard
To chew up all those miles
And sing a song
A cadence rhyme
To bury all that time
Then once look up
And see a world
I never could imagine
A worthy road
That takes me there
A place I’ve never been
Highway 87
Somewhere between Round Top and Winslow
Arizona, United States of America
Somewhere between Round Top and Winslow
Arizona, United States of America
Taken during travels, 2009
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