Myths Come True

[Verse 1]
Returning home, Odysseus rides the ferry at night
I finally return to the end of our long road
There's been weather again
And there's debris on the mud beneath tires, clawed down by a sky unloading
And I see a cutting reflection of something I don't recognize through the dark trunks
I go out into it to look

[Verse 2]
Technology, metal - an abandoned FedEx truck stuck in the mud where the stream overflows the ditch in storms like this
An empty omen left out in the rain
I walk back to the house with no headlamp
Just gravel and my animal brain

[Break]
Here it is again:
Returning to the warm house from the wet night
I left one round light on in the top room
Insistent blunt symbols recur throughout my life
A glow mythology
A cyclops walks across the sky
One window glowing in the forest
Is there a song on the wind?

[Verse 3]
I must have made myself this beacon
I must have known it would be like this
Belief slips in to my thinking
And I know nothing at all

[Outro]
Myths come true