Leaving Someday (from "A Slip Of The Tongue")

this Arizona desert can get boring at times
with the granite
the cactus
the mesquite
the creosote
and the palo verde.

you have to look past the surface
to discover what is really out here.
and you have to live here
to ever bother wanting to look.

you see, when I am feeling closed in upon by life
I go outside
to listen to the quiet
and to let my mind go. (the desert is good for this)

sometimes it is the ocean rolling along the beach
and I am there
sprawled out on the sand
letting the water lap over me...

and sometimes it is green hills
and I am walking
with the sun at my back
and the cities far away...

oh, imagination can heal
and dreams can motivate.
and I have lived my whole life here
with the desert landscape stretching out from my window
into the emptiness of the horizon.

if you know me
then you should know
that I have been saying and writing about
how someday I'll make my way out of this desert.

and I am sure
that out here with the coyote howls if you listen closely at night,
you will hear my voice echoing
out from this city
and out from the canyons:

this desert will not keep my soul.

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