ANGELS ON THE INTERSTATE

She came from San Francisco

Wearing flowers in her hair

Making her way to the east coast 

Following the chemtrails'

She listens to The Stooges

1969

She imagines all these places

When they were still alive

She goes back to the old songs

And finds the light in strangers

Traveling from coast to coast 

She sees so many angels

She's closest to the ones she's lost

They speak to her in signs

Iggy Pop is singing

The stars are yours and mine

She found the antidote to life

Not fearing the height of the fall

This life we have is fragile 

And we're just holding on

There's cricket song when the light is gone 

Serenading her along her way 

Following the chemtrails 

Across the U.S.A

The river coils like a diamondback snake

She counts the ghost towns on the way 

Looking out the window 

A child of the interstate

Her roots are shallow like a desert plant 

She wears yellow flowers in her hair

She loves to feel the start of things

And hates the thought of time

When the sun beams through the clouds

Her favorite ghosts are looking down

A lost child of the nuclear age 

She knows the desert songs

Her crown is made of rattlesnakes

Her soul is young and old

She dances as the sun is melting away

And smiles at the sight of the road

She looks into the future

Not fearing the year of the snake

Seeing the light in strangers

Finding angels on the interstate.