Didn't Know the Way

The street we walked could have been gold

until it crumbled into dust

bending beneath a twisted oak.

We stopped to talk where it was.

When I walked with you there

on that cloudy April day

I was just going nowhere

and I didn't know the way.

I had travelled many miles

to see you smiling back at me

but you didn't want to smile

and it was hard for you to speak.

There was something in the air --

something you had to say

and I was just going nowhere

and I didn't know the way.

So then you told me about him

and how you'd kind-of changed your mind

and I had to travel once again

to leave that place and you behind.

And I didn't know, didn't care.

The road signs all passed in a haze

because I was just going nowhere

and I didn't know the way.

The fortune teller reads my hand

as if she'd like to read my mind.

Still she can tell the things she can

just by the blue that's in my eyes.

And though she's trying not to stare

and give herself away,

she knows I'm going nowhere

and I still don't know the way.

The rough cut video was posted on YouTube on 6/26/09 - click here to watch that video.