Gypsy Highway

Gypsy Highway

Windham Hill music suspends beloved and I
In ambient reverie of speechless Sphinxes
Ahead convertible with lady passenger
In elegant wide brimmed hat

Her scarlet scarf flutters in breeze
Like a Himalayan prayer flag
She crests parched hills
As we follow in desert dance

Like Bedouins lost in city streets
Our gypsy highway turns to a blind alley
Where People expire like angels
In carbon monoxide dreams