Frontage road
It’s a long and dusty trail back to you
From this place
From these times
There are ghosts on these roads
I’ve either picked one up
Or become one
Out here, on this Texas road
So far away from the world
So far from you
We drive haunted
Dust in the air
Dust in the eyes
Dirt in our mouth
We drive down this frontage road
Somewhere in this
This once frontier
So far from home
I’ve forgotten my place in this world
But I haven’t forgotten you