we are lost she said
when we finally stopped
beneath blue blue gas station lights
we had driven all day
and then--to prove a point--
all night
there's no such thing as lost
i disagreed. you just
haven't learned to love where you are.
well
she didn't know so much about that
so i screwed in the gas cap
and walked 'round the car
on the dusty rear window
i drew us a road map
this whole patchwork nation
in a single straight line
just waved my hand
from east to west
let night sky and road grime
fill in the rest.
you are here.
you are here, i said.
you are here.
there's gas in the tank
and love in our hearts
venus in the west
and a highway that starts
where our tires meet the road
just get in and we'll go
anywhere.
get in; we'll go
anywhere.