Northbound 35

Richard Shindell

Composed by: Jeffrey Foucault
Northbound 35
Through the iron hills
Under infidel skies
It's two hundred miles to drive
You won't be home 

I saw an elsebound train
On the overpass 
In the driving rain
Every ticket costs the same
For where you can't go 

Mustang horses, champagne glasses
Anything frail anything wild 
It's the price of living motion
What's beautiful is broken
And grace is just the measure of a fall 

So I rolled into your town
I passed the smokestacks 
And the ore docks down off of Main
And the sky spun around
With her diamonds on fire 

We fought all night and then we danced
In your kitchen
You were as much in my hands
As water or darkness or nothing
Can ever be held 

Mustang horses, champagne glasses
Anything frail anything wild 
It's the price of living motion
What's beautiful is broken
And grace is just the measure of a fall 

It's just flashes that we own
Little snapshots 
Made from breath and from bone
And out on the darkling plain alone
They light up the sky 

It's 51 and driving south
Ain't it funny 
How things'll turn out
I never even kissed you on the mouth
When we said goodbye 

Mustang horses, champagne glasses
Anything frail anything wild 
It's the price of living motion
What's beautiful is broken
And grace is just the measure of a fall
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