John Calvin Abney - Full Moon Friend

Off the road awhile
My mind is a turnstile
Taking tickets for every mile
And a toll for each year

Twenty-nine palms
I'm carving out some calm
Already autumn's psalm
Drones in my ear

Chorus:
Western drift, feel myself sift
Through the colors of the wind
And the places I've been
Fickle gods, stacking the odds,
I want to share the end
With my full moon friend

Wrestled down my wrongs
Wore out my shoes and songs
To find a place where I believe
And miss one I never knew

Rose coloured light
Brushfires in the night
I want to be a satellite
Looming lovely next to you

Written by:
John Calvin Abney

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