Turnpike nights
A porch light in the distance
But it’s not calling to you
Your company, the moon, wants you to move on
And so do I
Through these days, these years
Through your anger
And your fears
There is a light in the distance
But it’s not lit for you
Nor for me
It flickers far away
So very far away
Go and find it my friend
I hope when you do
You’ll find me