Endless Road

I left at dawn with a paper cup The same cracked cup

from the station stop

Tires on gravel, then tar,

then dust A gas pump humming like it knows too much The

mile markers lean in the wind White teeth in the ditch where

the dark begins I keep one hand on the wheel,

one fist On a photo burned soft at the edge of the

wrist And every sign says turn around But the same sky keeps

pulling me down If I slow,

it starts again That long line with no end

Down this blacktop loop I keep going back to you

Down this blacktop loop Nothing here but the road and truth

I drive, I drive Till the horizon cuts me in two

Down this blacktop loop I keep going back to you

A truck stop dog with a ragged ear

Watched me sleep in the mirror there

Coffee gone cold in a plastic lid I swear I heard my

name in the radio hiss Every town got the same dead look

Same chain-link fence, same bait shop hook Same red taillights in the

rain Like the whole damn map got changed by pain

And every sign says turn around But the same sky keeps pulling

me down

If I stop, I start to hear

That long road in my ear Down this blacktop loop

I keep going back to you

Down this blacktop loop Nothing here but the road and truth I

drive, I drive Till the horizon cuts me in two

Down this blacktop loop I keep going back to you

I tried to burn your name away But it rode with me

from state to state In the glove box,

in the static rain In the dark when the engine blamed my

shame One more bend

One more night If I never stop I might survive

Down this blacktop loop I keep going back to you

(back to you)

Down this blacktop loop Nothing here but the road and truth I

drive, I drive Till the horizon cuts me in two

Down this blacktop loop

I keep going back to you

Down this blacktop loop Back to you,

back to you