On the way to California 

See my sister Carolina

Looking out on South Dakota 

At a field of gladiolas

Gonna sell it in the summer 

leave behind the floods and winters

Letting go of what they suffered

Let it fall away like rain across the plains



From a payphone on a corner

Making plans for our departure

I could wish we'd rush right over

Looking back over my shoulder

Cold December weather


It's New Years Eve forever

We're flying down the turnpike in the night



Looking out to the horizon

Anyone could see the swelling of your heart

All the lights that shine before you

Looks so helpless, and so far to see



Someone's always running faster

Towards the anchor that you need

You forget again and ask her

Why the light, it had to leave

An echo in a footstep, a whisper from a portrait