Blue Skies, Next Twelve Exits

Stretch of asphalt to the sapphire horizon
And all I see is a brand new day
A faded out El Camino
Red as rust
Dead as dust
But alive as a phoenix flame
Blue skies
Bright eyes
Next twelve exits
Stars in the twilight sky
Stars in my old beagle's eyes
Billboards rush by all-night diners
Roadside motels
Tides and shells
Washing away the sandy days
Blue skies
Bright eyes
Next twelve exits