Scenic Road

I'm taking that Joshua Forest Scenic Road. 54 miles along Route 93 northwest of Phoenix In Our 1953 Packard Clipper Sportster Sedan The rarest Clipper made. There's no floweriness- Here: hot sun, straight roads and distant mountains It all brings back memories of being young. Chrome flashes, no-roots no-place to call home Just open road, a few bits of luggage slung Crumpled in the backseat; destination, Unknown, with a seven o'clock shadow, Trailing behind us, hope to find a motel- Soon, Jimmy Buffett's-incommunicado Is on the radio & I feel like I'm-daydreaming No worries to conceive clear roads ahead The rest of my retirement-planned in my head O, honey, just pass me another cigarette. ~or He's taking that Joshua Forest Scenic Road. 54 miles along Route 93 northwest of Phoenix in his 1953 Packard Clipper Sportster Sedan the rarest Clipper made. There's no floweriness- here: Hot sun, straight roads and distant mountains it all brings back memories of being young. Chrome flashes, no-roots no-place to call home just open road, a few bits of luggage slung crumpled in the backseat; destination, unknown, with a seven o'clock shadow, trailing behind him, hoping to find a motel- soon, Jimmy Buffett's-incommunicado is on the radio, and it feels like a daydream no worries to conceive clear roads ahead The rest of his retirement-planned in his head oh, honey, pass me another Marlboro cigarette.