where you goin'?

You're not on the mountaintop 
you're not in Disneyland,
you're definitely not in Kansas 

you're not in the remote parts of a desert, 
the place you love to get away from civilization,
so-called 

you need a break 
you have nothing to live for at the moment,
so you live from sunup to sundown
in your head,
at the moment
looking for meaning 

you get it here and there, 
it's brief,
but at least you get it

so you live for love
you live for feeling loved
You like to love
no strings attached
what else is there?

you need help from above 
to make it through
'cuz it ain't easy

i see a pretty girl 
extremely pretty and curvaceous
i can smell hormones through the windshield
sends your hormones raging 
you want, some of it,
want it bad 

you forget about philosophy 
you live for the day  
you live for the moment 
you live for the day 
you don't care about getting away
you forget the pain
and fall in the rut again
and then you get hungry for love again

if it's going well and it's got your interest 
and you just want to go with the flow 
and enjoy it, then it's worth living 
like a good steak and baked potato 
with melted butter and cold sour cream 

you're thankful, 
for now

you go to bed to get up in the morning 
sun up, sun down 
it's you and the monotony again 
the monotony of life 
its routine

looking for me 
looking for love 
maybe you don't find it today 
you keep looking 
looking and asking for help from above 

the woman you saw is well-endowed 
you move on looking for love 
you see a frail old lady crossing the parking lot
back to her car
out of the doctors' suites
adjacent to you
she really does need some help 
she's shaking and feeble
not endowed
she had her time
now it's your turn to love her
and help her across the divide

you do and instantly feel better 
you feel the dross rise and dissipate away 
you found some love 
you found some meaning 
you can feel God's voice, "well done,"
sound from above,
felt in your inner being

from above,
sun-up, sun-down 
another day 
another day gone 
looking for meaning 
looking for love 
looking for a break from the pain 
that comes living on this planet 

we know escape from here is impossible
you let your mind carry you away
you long for blue and green and blue and solitude 
you long for sweet music
you hear it and you're thankful

the stillness of the air is far away from civilization 
so called
as the din of noise slides and carries you forcefully
in the city traffic 
and a shout and a curse and a swerve 
and the techno pulse of annoying living in the city,
in a hurry to get nowhere 
from here to there 

I get around held prisoner by the traffic lights,
you and me
by the red, green and yellow dots of intersection lights
we're not really free,
making us to running through the yellow for the green 
and stop and stop and go and stop and stop
you think you're free 'cause 
you have a Lamborghini, a Maserati, or firebird?
your earthbound just like me
the guy on the road bike is a bit more at liberty
to run the reds

brown green and blue and solitude 
sweet music in the stillness of the air 
far away from civilization, 
so called 
from the din of noise of the city 
swerve and burst with the noise 
and a hurry to get nowhere 
from here to there 
it's exact if you have to get to work 
for the boss man or woman

held captive prisoner by the traffic lights 
red green green red yellow red red yellow run it through
run through it to get nowhere fast 
make the stop 
bring it to a screech and stop 
i say,
make it screech 
gun the accelerator 
and head for the backroads 
of santa fe, new mexico