Highway Sounds, by Kassi Valazza (2024)

1.

With some strange refrainFrom my mouth it cameAnd it fell spinning downwardLike a spiraling planeWould it be unfairFor me to leave it thereSo it can grow many milesAt your feet worn and bareThings I couldn’t say in the moment of each dayHow deep I have to dig to keep them growingHarvest comes to those who wait patiently and soI’ll watch the dirt till something starts showingAs the day moves onAll ambition goneI’ll remain watching flowersGrowing at your feet so smallIn the town i knewSuch little flowers grewSo i’ll wrap those little flowersIn a ribbon bright and blueThings I couldn’t say in the moment of each dayHow deep I have to dig to keep them growingHarvest comes to those who wait patiently and soI’ll watch the dirt till something starts showingWhen it’s time I’ll leaveI’ll gather up those seedsThat sat lazy in the dirtThat couldn’t grow a single thingI’ll keep them in my handsUntil it’s time to plantAnd maybe someday there'll be flowersGrowing where you used to stand

2.

I moved my mouth like I had something to sayAn empty silence filled my roomI should have listened to dear mother sayNew fangled cities aren't for youThose pastures and meNever kept good companyAnd all that in betweenIt was closer than it seemedI took some time to find a quiet placeMy nerves were shot by afternoonI beat my knuckles in an honest wayI felt it something I should proveThose pastures and meNever kept good companyAnd all that in betweenIt was closer than it seemedThese city people wear their smiles in chainsLike worn out ghosts haunting my roomWhite stoic figures seeming unashamedPerhaps I played my part too soonThose pastures and meNever kept good companyAnd all that in betweenIt was closer than it seemed

3.

Little flowersWith some strange refrainFrom my mouth it cameAnd it fell spinning downwardLike a spiraling planeWould it be unfairFor me to leave it thereSo it can grow many milesAt your feet worn and bareThings I couldn’t say in the moment of each dayHow deep I have to dig to keep them growingHarvest comes to those who wait patiently and soI’ll watch the dirt till something starts showingAs the day moves onAll ambition goneI’ll remain watching flowersGrowing at your feet so smallIn the town i knewSuch little flowers grewSo i’ll wrap those little flowersIn a ribbon bright and blueThings I couldn’t say in the moment of each dayHow deep I have to dig to keep them growingHarvest comes to those who wait patiently and soI’ll watch the dirt till something starts showingWhen it’s time I’ll leaveI’ll gather up those seedsThat sat lazy in the dirtThat couldn’t grow a single thingI’ll keep them in my handsUntil it’s time to plantAnd maybe someday there'll be flowersGrowing where you used to stand

4.

Can’t seize the beauty of livingWhen the honesty of wilderness is goneWhere has it gone?And I can’t seem to forget the wayYou held my heavy head upOn your armWhere have you gone?I couldn’t see you cryingSo I took to cryingNo room for your cryingI loved you the mostI loved you the mostAll the time spent breathingBy an empty sunken bedsideI awokeI was aloneAnd these woods outside my bedroomBeckon in a feeling that I’ve never knownAll over grownSo I took to cryingIn my room I was cryingNo room for your cryingI loved you the mostI loved you the mostI couldn’t keep you off my chestYou linger on the roofing of my homeWhere will I go?And that blue jays come around againHis singing growing louder than beforeSinging at my doorI couldn’t keep from cryingI didn’t know I was cryingI should have let you cry thenI loved you the mostI loved you the mos