Into the great unknown we travel
Off on a road to who-knows-where
Breezing through endless dusty fields
And waving to cows who never care

The world’s not a bad place
Seen at this driving pace

Look at the scene we’ve found ourselves in
Patches of snow under our tires
Scrape into town - I hope we get that
Table pulled up next to the fire

High folds of brown and white
We’ll dream of this tonight

No one knows where we are

Somehow we’ve got less problems out here
Strapped to a speeding box of steel
Things that were insurmountable
Now aren’t any more than “no big deal”

So then, what do you say?
Let’s not go home today

(The middle of nowhere
I know how to get there)

From:  Work Around
Released:  October, 2003