A Roadtrip made of Words (2023)
There is a house out in the prairie lands of Montana
Empty and lonely it stands
An abyss of grass that dances in the wind
I think we could find a home here.
And as the sun showers come to a pause
As you and her dance in the road
As I feel the wind chill hit my bones
I think maybe we already found a home here.
Not in the house on the hill
But here in these vast lands
Scattered with cows and signs about god
Here in the little blue car that keeps pushing us
Further from anything we know
I think I found a home here.
Playing cards under the stars
Watching Stellar Jays fly
Under the blankets in our little tent
I found a home there, with you and her.