Highway 80

Canton OH

Description

I thought you might find it curious to know I moved closer to the eastern seaboard But not to you Over the Rockie's slope I used to call home Traveled over highway 76 To the toll highway 80 And as I drove I thought about the things we do to cope To survive; to in essence extend the rope You know, the one we use to feign some semblance of hope The very same one we hang ourselves with sometimes too 3 days on the 🛣️ with clear skies Time was on my side and thought of you Why we connect with others and Then suddenly, like weather the skies grow cold Heavy with the weight of snow And you wonder, if she is okay What could one do to let her know You understand, and understood Even if you didn't want to Because We all do what we feel we must do Still When I got here in Ohio 4 hours from New York Maybe more from you I hope from time to time you think of me too Before the gloom and the emergence of the cicadas bloom