The Road Ahead

Focus on the road ahead Those cateyes glowing in the dark When half the world's asleep And footsore wayfarer's Men like me, can't abide taking another step And ache and wish they were dead. Focus on the road ahead. Whatever the gale Whatever pothole you hit Remember the meanness of love Didn't send you cartwheeling, spinning For real love never sends you, off the road. Drive till dawn, and mourn- Not the sunlight on a barren field That stretches out to every bank And fights its corner on every flank Focus on the road ahead More so when a teary wet fog, creeps in without a sound. Focus on the road ahead. When you're in a bind when you're, lost And you're home has turned to dust A cropless desert with a Joshua-tree-lust Focus on the destination of one leading to another How you're only leaving the desert for the Bayou To put down roots - be really, rediscovered.