1987

Sky as blue as ocean Summer clouds are sailing by Black-eyed Susans on the shoulder Sway and dance but never cry They never cry... Setting out is all too easy You think a map is all you need But then the road is closed and the Weather turns... We will arrive just wait and see. A log cabin near the Great Divide Your hair loose in the breeze Water falls into a lake hung high There we were just 23... Just 23... Setting out is all too easy You think a map is all you need But then the road is closed and the Weather turns... We will arrive just wait and see. Windows down, the buzzing desert Your bare feet, your mirrored shades Singing every track on Joshua Tree We set our course with a serenade... What a serenade... Setting out It seems so easy You think a map is all you need But then the road is closed and the Weather turns... We have arrived—-Don’t you see? We own this road, you and me... yeah It goes on as far as I can see.