I woke up this morning and the fog moved in with the rain
Filled my mug the last thing that I've got to give away
Feels like I've been losing for so long I'm not even in the game
I'm leaving this town with three suitcases and half a brain
Leaving all my love and everything I've ever known
Those Rocky Mountains that I'll always call home
I'm going way down to the land South of Mexico
Don't waste waste your time and just say goodbye
Cause when the engines roar my mind will be in another place and time
Dreaming of those Western nights and cotton candy skies
And that big old moon still shining high in the sky
I'm leaving this town tomorrow with big bright eyes
I'll take one last gaze at some lonesome sunrise
And hope that you sit back and smile and sigh
Cause I ain't got nothing left but these bags full of clothes
I'm going deep into those Southern lands to try my hand again
I've come so far but I still got so far to go



Comments (3)
I really liked the contrast between the fog and rain at the start and the open skies later on. It gives the whole piece a sense of movement!
Very nicely written. All the best!
Interesting and delicious content. Keep posting more now.