all the hours

Every branch on every tree
All the rivers and their streams
Broken fence, forgotten door
Looks like the one we passed before
Every highway opens up
And slips into the blue
Every road I travel on
Will lead me back to you
Tires, hum your mellow tune
The show lit by a yellow moon
We dream of incandescent eyes
The elegy of engine sighs
Will bury our goodbyes
Holding comfort like a crutch
Write too little, read too much
In whispering words of wooing woe
Dont see the cornfield for the crows
And when I try to call you up
To tell you something new
The heart of what it started from
Is just something to get through
All the hours inside the bars
That go from beers to borrowed cars
That idle in the snow, the more we hear the less we know
We win the soundcheck, lose the show
Though every highway opened up
And slipped into the blue
The road I chose to travel on
Led me away from you
When every highway opened up
And slipped into the blue
We raised the road into the sky
To bring me back to you