music by Peter Crane, Rick Mealey, Paula Naveda, and Josh Walsh
lyrics by Rick Mealey
Another blue horizon
and another weekend out of town
searching for the key by day
playing when the sun is down
tell the tale of where we’ve been
singin’ ’bout the shape we’re in
for all to hear
all we have is in the van
and in our own experience
still the will to fill the cup
and drink the wine of common sense
all that you and I may know
where we were and where we’ll go
A to B and points between
we run the longer distance
vistas there inviting us
that offer no resistance
inner space to distant place
trading stories face to face
and soul to soul
the stories and the songs you sing
the melodies that I play
we are on the move again
we’re on the same old highway
coming closer day by day
we know we are on our way
I’ll talk to you if you will talk to me
I’ll hear your words if you will just hear me
I will not judge you if you don’t judge me
ours to find the words to say
desire to see each other’s POV
desire to realize we must agree
desire to live together peacefully
ours to light our future way
silence is a slow deception
riding roads to yesterday
(c) 1995 (p) 2009 @Fulcrum