Like old shoes staring at you from the new ones box

There's sad sad poetry up this road of rocks

Like dried up rivers down Arizona way

I saw them look like memories, just like the road today

I see pontoons crumbling where the coffin ships began

To take on the Atlantic drift imagine if you can

Airport food court perusal has been banned

I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying to stand

Continental

Impossible divide

Mendalsohnnstrasse stands proudly as before

I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying some more

At 7000 feet I saw a stuffed Alaskan bear

It's 28,000 US bucks for Texan billionaires

What does it matter, servеd on platter?

Old news and old ‘mericana

North Carolina shippеd out to China

What could be finer, what could the minor chords

Play behind the wars, play behind the old Irish melody?

A drum beat starts in Congo Square and finds its way to me