Then you came along / With your siren song / To tempt me to madness (Mette Rasmussen, poem by Billy Strayhorn)

Once we drove all night / Wind in our hair, blood in our cheeks / We would cut the lights / Race the moon right over the trees / Drink the bottle dry / Watch the sun rise out of the sea (Caitlin Canty)

Out the door and down the drive  / There’s a part of me that tries / To keep that highway’s call to me away / And another, further still / That sadly never will / Feel at home no matter how long I may stay / So take this heart of gold and melt it […]