From the recording Highway
This is a sneak preview track from my upcoming second album. Liking how it's going but seems to have had a little bit of a rough ride in the uploading..(Not included in Songs from the Talking House)
Miles and miles of corn; thunder painted sky
She rolls into the morning, on that ribbon she will ride
She's come in from the coast, another love gone bad
But this one hurts the most, more than any that she's had
Now she feels the gravity of the highway, the highway...
The sky feels like home; her sister is the wind
Her mother, father, brother, stars and planets, all her kin
She took to walking far when her thoughts got rough
She walked four hundred miles, still it wasn't far enough
Now she hears it calling, the highway, the highway...
For now the road will do until she learns to fly
Until she meets her family and maker in the sky
While she's here on earth, you want to hold her fast
You know you're bound to lose her and she'll slip beyond your grasp
There's no use in fighting the highway, the highway...
Annette Wasilik BMI