You hang your hand out the car window
We travel by the roadway's hum
See the signs pass, watch the fields go by
Every mailbox, every streetlight
Right here with me: exist amongst the wheat
Amidst the leaves you watch listlessly
To the key of Evergreen, I listen to the whisper
We'll climb the mountains before we meet the sea
The rain will stop eventually
I'll drive slow across black ice
And you'll be safe to rest your eyes
Soon enough the sun will go down but it's no bother
I'm not tired, it's no bother
I'm not tired, I'm not tired
"Beyond the tilled plain, beyond the toy roofs
There would be a low suffusion of inutile loveliness
A low sun in a platinum haze with a warm
Peeled-peach tinge pervading the upper edge of a two-dimensional
Dove-grey cloud fusing with the distant amorous mist
There might be a line of spaced trees silhouetted against the horizon
And hot still noons above a wilderness of clover
And Claude Lorrain clouds inscribed remotely
Into misty azure with only their cumulus
Part conspicuous against the neutral swoon of the background
Or again, it might be a stern el greco horizon
Pregnant with inky rain, and a passing glimpse of some mummy-necked farmer
And all around alternating strips of quick-silverish water and harsh green corn
The whole arrangement opening like a fan"
We'll climb the mountains before we meet the sea
The rain will stop eventually
I'll drive slow across black ice
And you'll be safe to rest your eyes
We'll climb the mountains before we meet the sea
The rain will stop eventually
I'll drive slow across black ice
And you'll be safe to rest your eyes
My lovely, my lovely
You'll be safe to rest your eyes
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