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