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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