The saddest sight my eyes can see

Is that big ball of orange sinking slyly down the trees

Sittin in a broken circle while you rest upon my knee

This perfect moment moment will soon be leaving me



Suzanne calls from Boston the coffee's hot the corn is high

And that same sun that warms your heart will suck the good earth dry

With everything it's opposite enough to keep you crying

Or keep this old world spinning with a twinkle in its eye



Get out the map get out the map

And lay your finger anywhere down

We'll leave the figuring to those we pass on our way out of town

Don't drink the water there seems to be something ailing everyone

I'm gonna clear my head

I'm gonna drink that sun

I'm gonna love you good and strong while our love is good and young



Joni left for South Africa a few years ago

And Beth took a job all the way over on the West Coast

And me I'm still trying to live half a life on the road

Seems I'm heavier by the year and heavier by the load



Why do we hurtle ourselves through ever inch of time and space

I must say around some corner I can sense a resting place

With every lesson learned a line upon your beautiful face

We'll amuse ourselves one day with these memories we'll trace



Get out the map get out the map

And lay your finger anywhere down

We'll leave the figuring to those we pass on our way out of town

Don't drink the water there seems to be something ailing everyone

I'm gonna clear my head

I'm gonna drink that sun

I'm gonna love you good and strong while our love is good and young