“When I reach there, I'll turn back, And you and I can begin again”

song ~ “200 More Miles”
artist ~ Cowboy Junkies   

Atlanta's a distant memory
Montgomery a recent blur
And Tulsa burns on the desert floor
Like a signal fire

I got Willie on the radio
A dozen things on my mind
And number one is fleshing out
These dreams of mine

I've got 200 more miles of rain, asphalt, and light
Before I sleep
But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms
To fall into tonight

In Nashville there is a lighter in a case for all to see
It speaks of dreams and heartaches left unsung
And in the corner stands a guitar and
Lonesome words scrawled in a drunken hand

I'm travelin' paths traveled hard before
And I'm beginning to understand

That I've got 200 more miles of rain, asphalt, and light
Before I sleep
But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms
To fall into tonight

They say that I am crazy
My life wasting on this road
That time will find my dreams
Scattered dead and cold

But ahead there is a light
Drawing me to reach an end
And when I reach there, I'll turn back
And you and I can begin again

I've got 200 more miles of rain, asphalt, and light
Before I sleep
But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms
To fall into tonight

I've got 200 more miles of rain, asphalt, and light
Before I sleep
But I wouldn't trade all your golden tomorrows
For one hour of this night

Atlanta's a distant memory
Montgomery a recent blur
And Tulsa burns on the desert floor
Like a signal fire    _{(Image source)}

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This pensive, moody song by the Canadian band Cowboy Junkies is simultaneously haunting and soothing.  

Solitude and joy

Nearing the end of a long day’s journey into evening, the driver ruminates about her drive and her dreams.

She has only vague recollections of the places she's recently passed through, and no concrete idea of where’s she’s headed. All she has is a love of the road, and a heartful of inchoate dreams, to keep her moving along.    _{(Image source)}

Golden tomorrows trumped by here and now

The only plan she has is to cruise another few hundred miles before stopping for the night. Until then, she’ll just continue driving, listening to classic American tunes while enjoying the solitude, peace, and joy of traveling alone.

Others have called her “crazy”  for undertaking her pointless journey through the heart of America. She, however, realizes that if and when she ever reaches any elusive destination, she’ll “turn back, and you and I can begin again.”

Moreover, she’s certain that there are no “golden tomorrows”  that she’d trade for the glorious hours of traveling – traveling ever onwards.
Cowboy Junkies – "200 More Miles"  _{(Right-click to hear on YouTube)}
Lyrics by Michael Edward Timmins, courtesy of – AZLyrics.com

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