Thank You, John Steinbeck

I was a lot younger but I was a fighter
And now he could get me out of any jail
I packed up and left, part of me waited
But I already know how lucky I am
World softly spinning and the stars are forever
And I remember the violence in your hazel eyes
I know I should say, yeah I know I should tell her
I’m sorry for everything and I hope you’re all right
Is the light still blinding?
Is the morning sun still coming back?
I was saved by the water of rivers
By the laughter of children who wish I was home
But asking the world to make it come easy
Didn’t work for your parents, yeah you’re on your own
I left in a hurry, my clothes barely buttoned
And Travels With Charley tucked under my arm
Got the road to your cell and you’re out there certain
I’m thinking about you wherever you are