We drove over the hill
In the dark lamplight night
My grandma in front
Full speed ahead
The warm flowing breeze
It showed me the way
As the mauve sunrise
Shown bright ahead
Past the farm
Watching the cows eat
My grandma and me
Drove swiftly away
As the sunrise followed us
It began to fade
As the warm swift breeze
turned cold
And it scurried away
That sweet sunrise
left us all
The town came clearer
The people filing away
They didn’t seem to notice
My grandma and me
They didn’t seem to see
that beautiful things fade
Hoboken, NJ
Mason, OH
