Redwing

It was a red-winged blackbird perching on a power line

When your lover highway rolled you up around the bend

And the blacktop twirled you round and round the golden afternoon

With the sound of angels ringing in your ears

The road might save you

A mile or two

But it might make you wonder

As you wander

The open road you didn't know

The open road

And you know

The misty feeling

Of the roaming onward

When then earth passes by

And the moon is low

And it might save you

A mile or two

And it might make you wonder

Miles to go before you sleep

Looking for signs

It was a red-winged blackbird perching on a powerline