Put it in drive
get on the road and just go.
City lights
turn the tree lines
and National Park signs
Mountains approach
with small winding roads
and the air turns to falling snow
Miles away or just up ahead.
It doesn't matter what,
Any of us is looking for.
We'll never find it, because
It's not even there.
high beams showing
falling rock warning
construction work, slowing
The engine blazes
The elevation raises
The dynamite walls contain us
everyone's watching
for animals crossing
through the part of the glass
that's defrosted
Miles away or just up ahead
It doesn't matter what,
any of us is looking for
We'll never find it, because
it's not even there.
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