I crave that heady 4 am feeling

The whisper of history through aspens 

When the fall breezes hit

Before it’s time to hit the road again

I see the cheap sticky truck stop cafe seats 

Where all the songs are written

In a ratty fur coat

And pink plastic sunglasses

The ones with the rhinestones on the edge

I dream of living in the 40's

Of rodeos and wild living

Of rangy ponies 

And making dreams come true

If that's my dream

And you are there

What would you want too?

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