LYRIC FOR SALE

By John Rose

Wait for me, wait for me
I didn’t get to say goodbye
I didn’t want to be free

I travel a clear day
while the mountain turns into desert
and the desert stone
(please wait for me wherever it is you’ve gone)
a clear day
my only guide the powerlines and wind and railway.

I travel a straight road
that departs and arrives and departs again
and never wonders
(please wait for me wherever it is you’ve gone)
a straight road
its questions left to cactuses and clouds and thunders.

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The empty highway stretches
and I see noones’s to blame
the sky is always bigger than my pain
and just beyond the mountains is the rain

I travel so many highways
and each one looks like another
goes just as far
(please wait for me wherever it is you’ve gone)
I greet so many days
in a new place with a suitcase and guitar.

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