a break down five miles from home

the rain is hard and long and wet
the clouds so gray, that we forget
sunlight breaking and skies of blues
as I pause to tie my shoes

the moon is gone behind the storm
no fire here to keep us warm
there is no goodness in this news
as I pause to tie my shoes

the cars pass by at fifty five
do they know if they're alive?
Beneath my breath I hum the blues
as I pause to tie my shoes.

"Daddy, daddy, you're here, you're here!"
"Yes, I am my darling dear."
I'm alive, right now, with love so true
as I pause to tie my shoes.