reflection upon a day
a stereo calling out every anthem we ever had
the sun shining on the shadows
and another day waiting for reflection.
i'm in I-90, going 65
i'm singing and broke,
feeling like the dreamer who never woke
or the singer that never spoke
the reader who never wrote
because on the road, i lost my hope

i'm regaining myself slowly
looking at another obscure corn field
and i feel protected
and beautiful-

drive all day.

08/02/2003

Posted on 03/12/2005
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