Great Divide

I'm proud of the morning
How she shines her ray of sympathy
On unused opportunity
Just burning in the distance

Like a roadside attraction
A holiday on ice
I've got no use for sympathy
I've got the illustrated guide to the Great Divide

I'm proud of the moment
How she understands the overtones
Of stationary static
Singing "Meet me at the river"

Like a roadside attraction
I can see it in her eyes
I've got no use for dignity
I've got the illustrated guide to the Great Divide

Bridge:

That gracious Great Divide
Going down on either side
Cut it up. Let it dry.
Let it rest. Let it ride.

I'm proud of the platform
How she's serving up the distance
From her restless elevation
Just a consequence of looking
At a roadside attraction
Eating up the dietary lies
I've got no use for accidents
I've got the illustrated guide to the Great Divide