Hopperesque

Hopperesque

Thursday, 7 June 2012

Highway Kind


     My days they are the highway kind
     They only come to leave
     But the leaving i don't mind
     It's the coming that i crave
     Pour the sun upon the ground
     Stand to throw a shadow
     Watch it grow into the night
     And fill the spinning sky


Highway Kind
(Van Zandt)
Lyle Lovett
1998

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Vanishing Point
1971

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