Barbed wire fence runs into town
A rusted fence that reaches from two counties down
Dirt roads fall miles apart
I walked each one
Dusty and hot
The sun is settining
Shadows growing, snakes and dogs
I cut through a pasture
Keeping eye for the farmer
With his twelve gauge double barrel
Waiting for the kids to hop the fence
And pick the glowing mushrooms
Growing at the woodline

A tree in the center where the cows sleep soundly
I wandered and sat near as the moon was rising
It's just me alive
And the millions of stars
The headlights of old trucks
The crickets chirp tonight
Fast and loud
As I lay back and study a long silver cloud
Why do I make things so complicated?
Why do I find myself turning onto dead end roads?
The headlights reflect bright in the mirrors
As the car speeds by
A girl watches me stand up from the tree
And wipe the dirt from my pants