Driving Arkansas Roads
By Richard Lawry
Dust rises soft where we've begun
A peach moon hangs low, undone
Magnolia whispers in the Arkansas
air
The stars align, dreams
everywhere
The hum of the engine with the
top down
My heart beats louder when you're
around
Every bend, every turn
Something inside returns
Driving Arkansas roads
Under skies that never close
In a convertible
Just me, the stars and you
Driving Arkansas roads
While the quiet truth unfolds
Gravel clicks like a skipping
stone
Each mile a memory carved in bone
The road runs black
Where the moonlight fades
Time slows down
But the moment stays
Red dirt stains on my old car
A melody born on your guitar
Driving Arkansas roads
Under skies that never close
In a convertible
Just me, the stars and you
Driving Arkansas roads
While the quiet truth unfolds
Every fence post, every tree
Holds a secret meant for me
A waltz of whispers, fiddle odes
This love is born on Arkansas roads
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