Back Road

Taking the back road to the airport
Wasn't such a bright idea
He could have come so badly unstuck
But his luck held out and he's in the clear

This might have happened
And all that might have been

Ascud below, before him
The landscape slowly flows
It follows that he'll follow
However it unfolds

If this hadn't happened
All that might not have been

His head among the passing clouds
Holds on to what he's got
Unable to remember what
It was that he forgot

This might have happened
And all that might have been