I-80
Ella Williams
I tried to be lyrical, but lyrics failed me
So I gave up poetry and ran west on I-80.
The birds were watching from above
As I flew on, too
And gave it all up
And gave up on love.
I tried to be my best to you
I tried my hardest
But I couldn't keep it down
I had to keep going.
The summer slipped in slow
As I burned too
And from that fire
Found something new.
Turn away,
Fly away.