Tipper Bootsale and The New Nine-Tenths - Along the Way
We’re seven steps from yesterday and seven from tomorrow
Kicking every can along the way
Singing songs we know by heart and mumbling forgotten words
Drifting sometimes sideways
Left by the side of road to rust,
Sun-bleached and cracking soon turning to dust
We’re seven miles from anywhere and seven more from where you are
Sharing all our secrets just for play
Putting one foot forward - leave the other foot behind us now
Sliding sometimes sideways
We’re making good time at least so far,
Suitcases piled in the back of the car
Seven sticks, seven stones
Seven ways to break your bones
Crack your head wide open
Secret pilots, hidden domes
Filing flight plans for the drones
Now that the skies are open
I’ve got my hands on the wheel,
Please help me stay awake,
You’ll see the turn and take it,
Don’t miss the sign!
Written by:
BRUCE MCROBERTS
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