One-Lane HighwayDead Grass stretch or milessunlight flicks through power lines that do little but obstruct the viewGot your letterMemorized return addressTwo more hours and I’ll be almost homeThe horizon needs a change, it turns from pink to blueYou, you are just the sameyour words don’t ring so trueYou’ll smile and you won’t sayand you’ll just walk awayAnd I hear tell that you’ve been going ’roundAll over himAll over townYou’re on your kneesSome point of view!you shoot the breezeI’ll shoot the moon