We passed 800 miles talking circles about living with loss You said your sense of humor's always helped you get above & across Every hurdle, every chasm, every shocking & unspeakable blow Just proves the universe is chaos so you laugh to clear the lump from your throat But if you're fixed on being bitter Go be bitter on your own We're still two hours from El Paso Arizona's such a long way to go The chemicals were coursing through our bloodstreams at incongruous rates I was time-traveling inward through a past life I can never erase You were hanging out the window, you said: 'We're just a beggar's banquet in space' You were laughing at the moon, you were cursing it for wearing your face Me & New Mexico are orphans Or is it bastards? Either way: I know a guy in Roswell We'll hitch a moonride, steal you back your face You sleep and whistle 'Blackbird' backwards while my eyes cut her name in clay. You wake to Mesa, Arizona Say, 'Let it go. She'll change her mind someday.' You took the wheel in Mesa, Arizona. Said, 'I got the rest, man. You can drift away.'