refuge of the roads
hiding on the highways
bumming Baja beaches in a passport photo haze
drifters in a diner
picnics in a small town park
creeping out of town as darkness steals away the day
light and easy attitudes
longitudes and latitudes
innocence and ignorance together on a bus
Westbound and rolling
rushing past pastoral farms
still life thru the window
barbed wire boundaries
concrete drives and
pathways made of stones holding back the grass
refuge of the roads
the Huck and Jim of shows
on the lam and moving thru the malls and city streets
milling with the faithful
smiling for the cameras
soothing seething masses with our music words and beat
music is our mistress
travel is our master
innocence and ignorance together on a bus
Westbound and rolling
(continued)
homeless for a season
bankrupt for a time
God-inspired travelers passing mileposts of life
as suitcase toting refugees
as bandmates in a capsule
harmony’s our watchword, making friends for life
pilgrims making progress
players in our prime
innocence and ignorance together on a bus
Westbound and rolling
(germ for this idea stolen from Joni Mitchell)
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