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As forty-plus birds coast, how quickly I’m reminded of direction, what it means to fly
As billboards and road signs become a familiar sign that there will always be new places to claim a name
And with each home I part, footsteps leave a mark, and faces that you’ll remember, memories we hope will forever remain
And bends that bend as long as someone --anyone waits –at least in heart
At the end, we’ll reflect on how the same songs we used to listen to in the car
Driving endlessly until we realized we’ll never end, these songs still carry us
To camp trails, ocean views, coffee shop basements and city rooftops that will always remind us how to reflect when we forget
How perfect we are in a debatably perfect world, we’ll debate how we’ll make a difference and repeat to one another that we already have
And tears will be traded for dashboard miles, recognition for laughs, with long distance for innocence
We’ll carry on; because we’re told we can, because some days really are better than others, because billboards and road signs will forever be a sign that there will forever remain a new place to claim a name
And what a name it is.