Miles of highway poppies, a stretch of maybe flowers Past Signal Hill a ways We were parked and searching For a hubcap rolling into the fields of thorn Although we couldnt see a thing that night Stars still shone In their slowness And their slowness Took us by surprise If I never told you how you helped to rescue The car and all inside Remember roads were steep and You and I went sliding down the grade from Gates Pass You asleep and me behind the wheel hovering In that slowness And that slowness Has never gone away
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