Endless Overlook

Two-lane highway stretching far away No stations on the dial today Helmet

on the grass at the overlook Reading lines we never wrote in

any book

She says forever

and she means maybe

(maybe) Standing in the cold air,

trying to see

If the engine runs out before the night is gone

Motorcycle quiet, heat rises off the chrome

So far out we made the wild our home

But the silence is a heavy weight to bear With the wind

still tangled in your hair

It wasn't a choice

to leave the road behind

I found the key

you wanted me to find

We aren't running from the dark tonight

We are the dark,

stepping into the light

She says forever... (maybe)