Pretty Mountain

These days i drink less coffee
And have less laughing to do
But often recall the lavish roars
We chalked up on the road

Inside the country’s blurry nights
The divine unfamiliar places
Aglow through driving windows
Best distorted by the rain

The decade since was lost
To telescopic motion
Repeating colorless faces
Big deal pretty mountain

These days there’s no real light here
It’s mostly sharply dull
And certainly none will appear again
So wondrously out of so little
Big deal pretty mountain