Out through the foggy window there just to see the eyes of my future children

looking back at me back through the foggy window

on and on miles pass years turn over

on and on there from that rolled down window ponies run free

cradled protectively there in the greenery somewhere I keep this picture

on and on miles pass years turn over

on and on for all the roads we've travelled

and all the bridges burned I was thinking out loud the ways

of the world that all seem so constant how few

of the lessons we really have learned.

out through the foggy window frozen in frame capturing passing pictures

life's last refrain, memories ashes scatter

on and on miles pass years turn over

on and on