Drive

Drive
Drive to the sun
Past the brittle bones of a moon-like world
It’s a big country and a sun-scarred land
The wind howls through a winter of lies
It’s a long way back
Down a road that everybody knows
It’s empty now but my eyes are framed in the rear view
Does the desperation show?
Drive to the sun he said
Through a look that looks from far away
We’ve trailed our dreams behind us for days
Like paper shredded by the force of our passing
It’s a lonely road
When tomorrow has got no home in yesterday
All the day goes rushing west
The thing’s so near words catch in my throat and I can’t explain
East is east but West is best
Your golden arms I fear to test
I know a road they say is the loneliest highway in the world
Have you seen it?
It’s as relentless as the arrow of time
And just as unforgiving
Drive to the sun he said Into the vanishing point
Cross a dry sea bed of cobalt blue
A tin can rusted Salt-encrusted lips
We face a mirror
We will never know what it was
That has been lost from here
We will never know
All we can know is what we have lost instead you and I
Drive to the sun he said
As yet another ghost town casino forms through the shimmering heat
Think of all that existential claptrap
That litters the days of our lives