Tales Sung by the Roads that Grew Tall

I drove through smog, and rain, and sleet.

I danced with the air that swept along my feet.

I listened as birds cooed to that enchanted song,

while the moonlight kissed my right cheek

worried I might miss their greet.

Calm I may seem, as the Road Back chuckled at my determined feat.

Gas is almost on E, yet my mind is finally

Set free