County Road, Six Miles In lyrics

Left watching beside the road The robbers came and once again Took nothing Closed my eyes to join the night Held out my hand and once again Felt nothing Drove out, long and slow Upon the loosened gravel road A blank night in the headlights, And holes of leaving in each mirror A ghost limb guides the wheel, Calculating distances of stone fields And ditches And faded markers counting down Your gaze is on the glass Your eyes are tripping through the trees Ahead of us, surviving us And leaving this to some uncertain way Chance is the thrown one Crying, low and feral On a small curve A small curve Junctures go sliding by, On this empty ribbon pulling forward, And forward Bu never, never, never away