// Southwest Texas

they told me Texas would be a hot sweaty mess

hard to tame, easy to get lost in

but they didn't mention she could be cold, dry, forlorn

her canyons vast and empty

and in her loneliness I find my solitude

long drives where the roads stretch into her curves

we can't be the only ones who have gone this far west

but the roads lay bare and empty

the horizon calling to us

keep driving onward

you'll get where you'll need to go