Leading Me On

"My love is in league with the freeway
its passion will rise as the cities fly by
and the tail lights dissolve in the coming of night
And the questions and thousands take flight"

The dove flies high over valleys
avoids the depths of the dark gloom
tries to blend all the conflicts
that guts bonds of dimensions of love

"My love is a-miles in awaiting
the eyes that just stare and the glance at the clock
and the secret that burns, and the pain that grows dark
and it's you once again"

Your glance rises thoughts in the corridors
of conscious in what is real vs what I want life to be
paths that can be traversed and the perils in each
and understanding of one that bleeds for two

My love is exceedingly vivid
red-eyed and fevered with the hum of the miles
distance and longing, my thoughts do provide
should I rest for a while at the side?

The wind cried Mary but now is silent
years have hardened the soul's optimism untamed
tears bearing witness covered by scorching sands
is there no turning back history's shade?



Excerpts of "Big Log", courtesy of Robert Plant / Robert Blunt