Out through the foggy window there

just to see the eyes of my future children

looking back at me

back through the foggy window

on and on

miles pass years turn over

on and on

there from that rolled down window

ponies run free cradled protectively

there in the greenery somewhere

I keep this picture

on and on

miles pass years turn over

on and on

for all the roads weve travelled

and all the bridges burned

I was thinking out loud the ways of the world

that all seem so constant

how few of the lessons we really have learned.

out through the foggy window frozen in frame

capturing passing pictures lifes lastrefrain,

memories ashes scatter

on and on

miles pass years turn over

on and on.