Carl Hauck
To Coast
So many poems about where roads are leadin'Past hills and dips and bendsWell I figure the secret is choosing the straightestAnd seeking a town called contentIf you fear that your gut has deceived youYeah, if you feel misledKeep right on heading in the same directionBut keep sense in the back of your headYeah, keep sense in the back of your headIf the wheels start creakin'Drive on, drive on'Cuz there ain't no easy incline to the topThere are all too few moments that reach out and seize youBetween bouts of obligationOh, to pay heed to flashes of passionOr what fathers and ghosts recommendIf you find that your dreams surface time and againIf you find what should be deadPush 'em down, way down so your azure eyesNo longer twinkle from the front of your headNo longer twinkle from the front of your headSongtexteIf the wheels start draggin'Keep on, keep onThink of all that wasted effort if you were to stopSo many songs about where roads are leadin'Past hills and dips and bendsWell, I never saw the difference, baby,Between a coast and a dead endSo if you believe that your compass was lyingIf you feel misledTurn right on back to the city that raised youAnd greet all the fake smiles as your friendsThink of all the fake smiles as your friendsIf the wheels fall offCome on, come onAnd get your pinstripe suit and winter jacket on
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